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Once upon a time there was a girl and the girl was ... the girl was... okay so, she just was okay.. she just was (i am not sure) and she met a ... man? he was a man but not an ordinary man. he was ... he was..... loud and dangerous and kind (only sometimes) and he broke things. (hearts,flowers,wooden doors,promises, the virginity of girls) But she didn't know that because, he was ... deceiving (and just out of prison) and utterly charming and 10 years older... (but he wasn't like this every day, just most of them) she was a child (15) but he did love her and she did believe him. But then... she was also in love with him because she was (after many years, co-dependent) And from day one, he would twist her words and make her feel like she was going crazy (she knew this because, this is what he told her she was) And he would get angry and use his fists and his voice to control her. Also i forgot to tell you. Her older brother used to look in the crack of her bedroom door and watch her. One day he asked her if he could touch her. She was was 10 but she said no a lot of times before he believed her. When her mum came up to say goodnight, she was crying (the girl) and she told her Mum what had happened The mum made the brother come in and say sorry and give the girl a hug and to say sorry... other things happened over the years that were creepy (as **** including a handsy uncle and a inappropriate series of touching and kissing from an older male house guest who stayed until he got his own place. The brother continued to 'watch' So anyway, the girl was under no illusion that she was not to ask for things to be normal and for things to not happen to her that she didn't like and to ask for her boundaries to be respected, it was not something you just asked for or expected... so she stopped doing that and was silent instead and stopped eating and had anxiety and panic attacks but she was told she was not allowed to have them either, so she turned inside herself and stayed there where in the corner of her mind, in a very small room, where only flowers grow and the sun shines and the sky was blue she was safe. So they got married. Because that life was better than the brother/uncle/guest traumas and she was girl who was scared and co-dependent and wishing things were going to be better one day. And she was quite sure he (her now husband) would sleep with other people because some nights he would not come home and he would be angry when she would ask why, and he would say... because she didn't give him (as much *** as he deserved so it would be her fault if he went elsewhere (he said he had not but, if he had, it would have been her fault) so she didn't ask anymore because he would throw things at her he would throw things from around the house (an iron, a handful of coins, pliers, a hammer, his fists, lies, spiteful and cruel words) All of them she remembered forever So he closed her eyes and instead she could only see through his eyes just how stupid she was. And how wrong and broken and twisted she was. And because she was wrong and broken and twisted, she had no right to ask for kindness. or to ask for help. Or to ask that he touch softly instead of like a creature who did not care for 18 years. and then perchance she watched a program on the telly how people were in prison for doing the things he had done but they were normal Right? these things were normal for her She was lucky he didn't hit harder do all the things he did... More and on the telly, they said that, she was one of the people who were... Lucky to be alive And she cried and she was happy that she had found out that she was lucky to be alive. (not the end)
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Apr 19, 2023
Apr 19, 2023 at 9:33 AM UTC
not a fairy tale
Once upon a time there was a girl and the girl was ... the girl was... okay so, she just was okay.. she just was (i am not sure) and she met a ... man? he was a man but not an ordinary man. he was ... he was..... loud and dangerous and kind (only sometimes) and he broke things. (hearts,flowers,wooden doors,promises, the virginity of girls) But she didn't know that because, he was ... deceiving (and just out of prison) and utterly charming and 10 years older... (but he wasn't like this every day, just most of them) she was a child (15) but he did love her and she did believe him. But then... she was also in love with him because she was (after many years, co-dependent) And from day one, he would twist her words and make her feel like she was going crazy (she knew this because, this is what he told her she was) And he would get angry and use his fists and his voice to control her. Also i forgot to tell you. Her older brother used to look in the crack of her bedroom door and watch her. One day he asked her if he could touch her. She was was 10 but she said no a lot of times before he believed her. When her mum came up to say goodnight, she was crying (the girl) and she told her Mum what had happened The mum made the brother come in and say sorry and give the girl a hug and to say sorry... other things happened over the years that were creepy (as **** including a handsy uncle and a inappropriate series of touching and kissing from an older male house guest who stayed until he got his own place. The brother continued to 'watch' So anyway, the girl was under no illusion that she was not to ask for things to be normal and for things to not happen to her that she didn't like and to ask for her boundaries to be respected, it was not something you just asked for or expected... so she stopped doing that and was silent instead and stopped eating and had anxiety and panic attacks but she was told she was not allowed to have them either, so she turned inside herself and stayed there where in the corner of her mind, in a very small room, where only flowers grow and the sun shines and the sky was blue she was safe. So they got married. Because that life was better than the brother/uncle/guest traumas and she was girl who was scared and co-dependent and wishing things were going to be better one day. And she was quite sure he (her now husband) would sleep with other people because some nights he would not come home and he would be angry when she would ask why, and he would say... because she didn't give him (as much *** as he deserved so it would be her fault if he went elsewhere (he said he had not but, if he had, it would have been her fault) so she didn't ask anymore because he would throw things at her he would throw things from around the house (an iron, a handful of coins, pliers, a hammer, his fists, lies, spiteful and cruel words) All of them she remembered forever So he closed her eyes and instead she could only see through his eyes just how stupid she was. And how wrong and broken and twisted she was. And because she was wrong and broken and twisted, she had no right to ask for kindness. or to ask for help. Or to ask that he touch softly instead of like a creature who did not care for 18 years. and then perchance she watched a program on the telly how people were in prison for doing the things he had done but they were normal Right? these things were normal for her She was lucky he didn't hit harder do all the things he did... More and on the telly, they said that, she was one of the people who were... Lucky to be alive And she cried and she was happy that she had found out that she was lucky to be alive. (not the end)
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Apr 19, 2023
Apr 19, 2023 at 9:33 AM UTC
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