Oh no Fi, that sounds really scary for you! Sending much Vixen-type strong hugs (ie with
) your way. Fingers firmly crossed.
Maggie I think I like Silver's suggestion of bare facts. You've been detached for so long, probably best to keep it that way, for your own sanity. (ie think of your needs out of the situation, not his.) Maybe you could do both notes, as I did? Write about why you are leaving, vent your frustration saying exactly what you think, then fold it up and put it in your pocket, and leave something basic and simple, not giving him any ammo (because, as you say, it makes no difference what you do, he'll still always be an abusive slimeball and will never, ever get it). Will be thinking of you daily.
(And waving a little flag for you having your lovely time, Silver - huzzaaaaaah!!!!!)
Match - how dare you have your own life???? [bugrin] That made me laugh a little about the Easter egg - it's FW's birthday tomorrow, and I'm having to sit on my hands quite a bit not to write him a card from DS2. Because I want to be decent and civil, and be doing all the right things. But really, really don't think I ought to be giving him any sort of card at all, unless it's one containing a special voucher to be redeemed at The Far Side of Fuck.
Leclerc - glad you are getting recharged, you both need and deserve it. That's quite a moment of clarity you had, and yes, I think you are probably right. Their movements in every other aspect and situation are calculated to generate a specific reaction, and everything Lundy says suggests that they are not out of control. So, in all likelihood he wanted you to believe (and to continue believing) he was capable of killing you, in order to keep you where he wanted you. What an utter disgrace for a man of any sort, much less one who claims to be a Christian. Still struggle to believe that a person could behave like that towards another person, but that's only because I never could.
I appear by some miracle to have made it to 10pm tonight!!! Never fear, am about to crash out, struggling now with eyes wanting to close. [cuppa] and bed.