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Sunday, January 15, 2017

The Spell of an Evil Man

It felt like a spell. Even though I don't believe in such things.  That's what I thought. It felt like a spell.

I felt myself being pulled into his orbit, and I knew I could resist. But I didn't want to.

He bewitched, bewildered and controlled me and ruined my life.

The biggest breakthrough happened one day when he was gone and I realized I was relieved he was gone!

I ran away because I knew he controlled me, and all was calm until he found me again.

I never could truly be free until I could face him and say it.  Let's get a divorce.

He was enraged. I was very afraid.

But the worst nightmare of my life was over.

I had learned to control.    Me.

I had finally dealt with him.

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