There are some days when I don’t know if I can do all this. I feel bad, really bad. But I know deep down its what’s best for us. Maybe not for asshole, but I need top think about myself.

Sometimes I feel like I victim of Stockholm syndrome. Like I can’t even tell the difference between right and wrong anymore. Like I need to be reprogrammed from some cult.

It scared me a lot. I’m hoping for the best, but I know this is going to destroy him. And as much as I can’t stand living with him I don’t want to hurt him.

I can’t help it


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