Is this normal? It certainly doesn't seem healthy.
He said the worst things anyone has ever said to me, and probably ever will.
Threats of violence, then actual violence (framed as self defence of course) intimidation, constant shaming of past 'indiscretions'. Horrible verbal dumps where the aim was to make me feel like the lowest human.
Yet, I cannot stop thinking about him. And missing what we had. I'm lonely and tired and I just find myself thinking, why did he have to behave like that? Why did he have to ruin it? It could have been so lovely.
How the hell do you stop obsessing??