My first husband preyed on my fear based thoughts. He stalked my self-doubt. He encouraged my own inner judge and jury. Together, we agreed to eat each others toxicity. I agreed to the pain and suffering he dished out on a frequent basis. After all, he was just using his words in a similar fashion as his parents, my parents, and their parents before them.
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