You always screamed at me for no reason. You threw chairs, tables, and anything you could get your dirty hands on at me. You would go out and drink and come home with another girl in your arms. You would tell me to go sleep on the couch. While she would sleep with you. When I asked you questions you would yell that it was none of my business. I worked day and night and all you did was spend my hard-earned money and lounge around on the couch. I would ask you to find a job and you would scream that it was my job to support him. I did all the chores around the house while you were at the pub with another girl in your lap. When you got home, I would ask you to help, and you would yell that it was my job to help around the house. As you broke my confidence with you rants and temper tantrums. I retreated to the shadows. Hiding. Day by day I followed your orders blindly. Never raising a finger. Anxiety overwhelmed me. I was a shell of my former self. As time went on you would be gone for many days. Drinking and cuddling with other girls. You never shouted at them. You never threw things at them. You tore me apart from the inside with your insults. You destroyed me. Day by day, I grew weaker. I lost both my jobs. You left me but not after you had told me that I worthless. I just lay on the floor and cried.
