fear
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One morning, M woke up living the bachelor life, and that night he went to bed with me and my dog as his new roommates. My ex had finally scared me enough to flee the state, and seek safety in another. I didn’t tell anyone why I fled. Shame kept my mouth shut. I was…
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Starting a relationship with a broken and beaten down individual is a difficult thing. M learned that. One minute I’d be trying to get closer to him by opening up, the next I was pushing him away and ending things. I was terrified that not only would he see me as I saw myself, dirty,…
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E molded me into a submissive slave. He taught me early on, in the friendship stage, not to argue with him. If I, or anyone for that matter, had a differing opinion, or dared to tell him he was wrong about something, he would come back with ‘It’s because I’m a man, isn’t it?!’, or…
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