I really needed to read these stories tonight.
My own mom was very unpredictable; sort of like walking on eggshells.
I feel that I’ve recovered from well from those early years.
I’m not so good about setting good boundaries for those closest to me. The generally kind man I’ve dated for 3 years has begun yelling at me in public. When I told him I wasn’t alright with this, he somehow turned it all around , blaming me for his bad behavior.
Frankly, I’m still shocked and feeling sick to my stomach. The last time he did this was when I shared with him that I had been assaulted, his first response was to yell at me for. It immediately calling the police. He didn’t stop yelling, I had to hang up on him. I guess I’m writing this because I really needed to share my story. The bizarre thing is that I feel ashamed about him treating me poorly, as if I should be hiding his bad behavior.
Just writing this, it’s clear that I’ll be taking some space.
Thanks for being a venue I can share my story on.