*Spoiler* (the person I’m talking about, the “abuser”, is the absolute worst person I’ve ever been cursed to know) We used to have a roommate who was my brother’s best friend, and for some god awful reason still is. He recently ended up homeless (probably got himself kicked out again, for being a shit person, like usual) so my brothr and mother came over to “talk” to us about it. What happened instead, was that they forced him upon us, giving us no choice or chance to speak. Just waltzed into the living room said “somebody’s homeless, so they’re staying here for a week and a half!” I snapped! I LOST MY SHIT! I couldn’t help it, though. You see, he would emotionally abuse Daphne physically abuse the cat’s when no one else was around. My brother and mother have refused to take what happened to Daphne seriously, and so the fact they just decided it would alright for him to come and stay even a little bit. Daphne and I have been staying at her mother’s in the meantime and Daphne was having breakdowns for a few days after because seeing that piece of shits face and hearing his voice brought everything back. Thinking about it stilm causes me to be unable to think straight, so I apologize for the structure not being entirley in order. The whole mess here though, is such a lack of respect and understanding. I’m apalled my family could be this daft and uncaring, especially to me and Daphne, who is essentially my wife now, which causes even more rage that they would do this to the one I hold dearest. I’m nervous to go back, though, becauseI have to talk to them and get them to understand what they did wrong, how it was wrong and why they shouldn’t have thought it was an ok idea even in the slightest. I have very little faith that they’ll get it and I feel a mother is going to lose her son and a brother will lose his brother, because they crossed a line and there’s no turning back to how it used to be.
I dunno how to feel after that lil bitchfit you threw about how “you got the place” and how “I’m always in the living room” you dumb ass you’re the one that decides to stay shut up in your room and now we’ll do the same so shut the fuck up you have no right to complain. You wouldn’t have even gotten the place if I wasn’t willing to help pay too, so you better think twice before you run your damn mouth fucking think twice before you speak ever heard of “foot in mouth?” You say you have empathy but you obviously don’t you couldn’t give a shit about if we felt safe at home, you barely listen to other people and get irrational in most of what you do, I don’t blame a lot of people for being so in hate with you. You demand my respect but you don’t even let me speak my own god damn mind when I try to give my input, so what gives you the right to think you deserve this Ex-Brother’s respect.
I wrote this because my brother recently put Daphne and I in a very stressful situation. His best friend, who used to emotionally abuse Daphne when he was our roommmate ended up homeless and surprise surprise we get told right then that he’ll be staying with us for about 2 weeks. Now, he’s done some pretty serious and terrible shit outside of emotionally abusing and leaving a permanent anxiety inducing mark on the one I hold dearest ro my heart. I was very against it, but was od course unable to get a single word in as the “bearers of bad news” just kept cutting me off and I ended up going bonkers after a while. I am ashamed to say I absolutely lost my shit today completely lost my sense of trust and feelings of kinship for my “family” after this incident. Their complete lack of understanding in this situation and the amount of ignorance involved is sickening. We’re staying at Daphne’s mothers for the time being because we just can’t stand to be around him and feel super unsafe. We’re worried about the animals we couldn’t take with us because his best friend also tends to abuse animals. Just all around a shittt deal I think. I am still baffled that they felt it would be a “manageable” ordeal. They don’t act like Daphne being emotionally abused was a serious thing. This also makes me ridiculously sick.
Sex is strange but I don’t mind
Because that interconnected feeling is positively divine
So much so that it’s always on my mind
And it sure doesn’t help that she’s so damn fine
Constantly teasing me
Until my mind breaks and
I can only manage to think sexually
“Do you want a blow job?”
Oh please most definitely!
She no longer sleeps,
Distraught with the need for sleep,
Daphne has been having an impossible time sleeping lately. She can no longer get comfortable for long and of course if she misses sleep I’m likely to follow, so we’re trying to get it fixed but are not really sure what to do at the moment.
I am paranoid,
I can never be alone,
She is there for me.
She is an artist,
She adapted the skill well,
I get free drawings.
Daphne is trying to make a job of drawing for commission and I believe in her one hundred percent. Her skill in digital art is absolutely amazing and she got me hooked on it, my skill has improved slightly since we’ve started drawing together a bit too. I’m very confident that someday she’ll be a very successful artist and I can’t wait to see that day.
We stick together,
Each other our main focus,
Forever in love.