profitefenoma :
ahhhh don't know if i should be proud of it but I remember when I started dating the father of my son, I was a weakling to the core. short story, one day I was home sleeping while 6 months pregnant, I heard he was fighting with someone outside and he was holding a hammer it was bad, I was scared when I saw him holding that hammer, I ran to him and held him from behind calling his name begging him to stop please,he turned, looked at me and landed a very hot slap in my face, everybody froze even the guy he was fighting paused too 😂, I blinked in disbelief, he just barked at me to get out from his sight and I turned around and went inside, when he came inside finally he warned me never to ever try to stop him from fighting again, he believes I want to turn him to a weakling 😂, 4 months after my baby was born he gave me the first beating of my life, my God it still plays in my head like a cassette. several beating came after that too untill one night he started again that day I had had enough he never expected me to defend myself the way I did, that was the day I realized that the only reason he kept on abusing me was because he knew I would obey! he even bragged about it to his friends back then that no matter what he did to me I don't dare raise my voice on him, until I changed, I was willing to let the heavens fall if they want to I no longer cared for the dignity of silence and that defense mechanism stayed with me. I miss my old self, soft, calm, quiet now I am something else, maybe it's all part of character development 😂
2026-11-03 12:15:29