Day 8

Day 8: Someone who made your life a living hell


It started back in high school. I was about 16 years old and thought I met the perfect guy. He was loving, protective, and fun...or so I thought. After about a year of being together, the protectiveness began to be more about control. After two years, it was "his way or the highway" and to this day I can not listen to the Limp Bizkit "My Way" song. Everything was on his terms. And then that day came where I finally said I'm done! I deserve more!! With the help and support of friends, I waiting for that call. (He was military so we didn't talk all the time) And then that call came; I remember like it was yesterday. I was walking out of work b/c I stopped there to finalize plans for the night and he called. As I was walking out the door, a friend said "you can do this". I did it!  I told him "We are done. I'm 19 years old and I don't want this life" 


Some ask why I stayed for so long. Others wonder if this part of my life actually was real. For those people that question it I say, you only seen what he wanted you to see. He wanted everything to be "perfect" when the crowds were around but when it was just me and him things were different. 


A few weeks later he got orders to go in the sandbox. At that time I regretted my decision. We can work this out. I'm sorry  this wasn't what I wanted. Were the words that came out when ever we talked. He said no, this is what you wanted or you wouldn't have said it. If you still feel that way when I get back, we can try it again. Weeks past, I stopped being a "big sister" to his younger sister..I stopped going to his parents house. Months past, the phone calls never came again..the letters weren't mailed. And I became happy again!