Several months out of an abusive relationship. All the classics, name calling (extreme) shaming, intimidation etc.
And yet.... I'm still fawning over what we had. When it was good. I can't bear the thought of him with anyone else.
I'm an intelligent woman, why on earth am I mourning someone who was so unbelievably vile to me??
I think I'm going mad.
I know he's not a good person, otherwise he wouldn't have even thought those things about me, leave alone said them. With such venom.
How the hell do you get over the good bits though? I have never in my life felt so loved and wanted. I'm terrified that that was as good as it was going to get for me. And now I'm going to be alone.