Please just stop! !

No one would believe you, they would say it is not true he is such a sweetie and look at the lovely gifts he gets you. Presents mean nothing when you have lost your will coping with it all just makes you so ill.

The door slams, BANG, it is amazing it is still on its’ hinges  a little piece for me now until he returns and raises his voice and sets off my cringes.

I have no bruises not a cut or a scratch to show but  I’m trod on and beaten down, licked into shape and no one would know.

His way or no way yet it can’t be seen to help all others and to be kind is all that is seen. The darker side is rarely shown the nagging , the threats and blackmail all stay at home.

You chat on the phone and he is listening in, you hope nothing has been said that he can decide is a sin. After you end the call he will criticise your friends he rather you had none at all.

Watch what you wear that could start a fight and you know you want to all to go well tonight make sure you wear the right things remember his presents the necklace the rings.

Watch what you say while you are out or he will use it against you later of that there is no doubt. Smile while he belittles you in front of your friends he says it all jokes but why does it never end . Don’t ever say anything that might make him look silly or wrong or you will pay for it all night long.

Walking on eggshell when something you look forward to is near don’t upset him or you will miss out and you will shed tears. No one would believe you they would say it is not true he is such a sweetie and look at the lovely gifts he gets you. Presents mean nothing when you have lost your will to cope, it all just makes you so ill.

Your wrong if your thin and your wrong if your fat no matter how hard you work in the order of things you  come after the cat.

No one would believe you they would say it is not true he is such a sweetie and look at the lovely gifts he gets you. Presents mean nothing when you have lost your will coping with it all just makes you so ill.

18 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Maiya
    Dec 14, 2011 @ 10:34:39

    Ohhh I do hope this is not happening to you. I went through this with an exboyfriend my term for people like this is Mr. Nice. They present a fake front to everyone but make life a living hell for you and when you talk to someone they think because he is so nice (cause he/she is really charming) the problem is you but its NOT and never has been Mr. Nice is an insecure, sadist, controlling f@&h*. This also leaves scars they are just not visible. Anyway I’ll stop ranting now.

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    • willowdot21
      Dec 14, 2011 @ 18:25:52

      I do hope that you are truly free and have no lasting scars, of the hidden type. You describe Mr Nice guy perfectly there are a lot of them out there. I feel I need to draw attention to women in this situation. Yes I have been there too.

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  2. giselzitrone
    Dec 14, 2011 @ 13:41:05

    Ich hoffe mal das,das nicht auf sie trifft, der Äußere Schein bei Menschen kann täuschen.Grüsse und wünsche einen schönen Nachmittag Gislinde. http://zitroneblog.wordpress.com

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    • willowdot21
      Dec 14, 2011 @ 16:38:32

      Es ist so traurig, dass einige Leute zu missbräuchlichen Beziehungen zu ertragen hat, aber es passiert. ich danke Ihnen für Ihre guten Wünsche haben einen guten Abend zu.

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  3. kate58
    Dec 14, 2011 @ 17:10:59

    I couldn’t hit the button on this one. It describes I woman I used to be. And as Maiya said above, I so hope this is NOT YOU! ♥

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    • willowdot21
      Dec 14, 2011 @ 18:22:38

      I am sorry I did not mean to upset anyone, yes I have been there and still am really but I am stronger now. I have had to make choices. I just feel attention should be drawn to woman trapped in this situation

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  4. zumpoems
    Dec 14, 2011 @ 17:27:09

    This is so full of torment and hurt. As with the other commenters, I hope the personna and author aren’t the same voice.

    Some people just unthinkingly try to make nothing of their spouses — whether this is insecurity or something else, it has the same terrible impact — the spouse is made unhappy and is sick and miserable. Behavior like this is not easily changed — it takes people from outside.

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    • willowdot21
      Dec 14, 2011 @ 18:35:28

      It is insecurity often neglected as a child or bullied at some point but knowing that does not help, people with problems like these, especially men would never agree to outside help in fact the mere suggestion would enrage them. it is a difficult situation. Life is never simple , never black or white and we need to make the best of what we have. I just want people in this situation to know they are not alone.

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  5. catcherofstars
    Dec 14, 2011 @ 17:36:21

    If this is what you are going through then know that we are all here for you! Remember sticks and stones………Just know that he is the insecure one!

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  6. Vampire Weather
    Dec 15, 2011 @ 03:43:05

    As I read this, I tried hard to separate the person in the poem from who I picture you as, and just to read it objectively, but alas, I feel the need to direct my impressions somewhere, so I must place them on you. Perhaps in contrasting other comments here, I should say I need to express sympathy for the other in this story. It must truly be a poor life, living with the guilt of harming others. I know often they are great at being heavy handed and stone-faced, but I feel for both sides in this story. I cannot imagine the one causing the pain is any better off. The relationship is not beneficial in that way to either. Having counseled many people, I am always quick to see the pain in the ones who cause it, because so often they are the last to show it. I hurt to think that someone ejects their internal bitterness with life onto you. I believe there are other options and that there is always hope. When life becomes all about us, it is a small and cruel world indeed, and we tend to act with little regard to the feelings of others. This is an emotional and stirring piece of work. It touches my soul and stirs my compassion for those on both sides, knowing that they both secretly wish for the same things, and they both possess similar needs, yet feel unable to achieve them. Thank you for sharing this painful work. It made me consider my own actions and think of my own life

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    • willowdot21
      Dec 16, 2011 @ 07:21:45

      Yes there are two sides to every story and I know that the bully, for want of a better word was often bullied too but not all bullies become bullies I don’t know the answer xx

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  7. Androgoth
    Dec 15, 2011 @ 10:58:24

    I have no pity for the antagonists of this world, those opposing hectors deserve nothing and if it is respect that they seek, well respect is earned and not given away to spiteful individuals with only ridicule and hurt on their minds…

    I guess these spineless types thrive on being vindictive but they are little people, no brainers without real values, only pain and suffering of a mental kind is their goal and they excel in their daily routines…

    What goes around comes around my friend and one day these people will have to pay the price for their unrelenting cruelty…

    Have a good today Willowdot21

    Androgoth XXx

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  8. lscotthoughts
    Dec 17, 2011 @ 01:51:56

    Hi willowdot21!

    This is very touching, yet, sad, because it isn’t a fictional piece. It does describe what others are going through. However, you wrote it beautifully. I haven’t experienced this, but my heart has always ached for those in situations and not finding a way out…so, I wrote a poem on this subject and if you’d like to read it, here is the link: http://lscotthoughts.com/2011/12/02/invisible-love/.

    Thanks for sharing and I’m going to follow your journey, as well! 🙂
    Lauren

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  9. willowdot21
    Dec 17, 2011 @ 12:02:01

    Thank you Lauren I appreciate your reply and read your post which is amazing I recommend everyone who reads mine reads yours too! I have left you a reply on your page. Keep well and happy!

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  10. RoseCityRemona
    Dec 25, 2011 @ 22:32:09

    Willow honey. I know. I know your compassion and caring. I know you want things good. But, you can love from afar. You must. It’s the only way. Like a sister loves a brother. A mother loves a son. You can love and stand back and watch a tree grow from a small withered sapling, just starting out, to a strong good sturdy redwood soaring to the sky. Your very presence is the shade that keeps the sapling from finding it’s way to the sun. Your protection from pain deniies his growth.

    Set yourself free so you can be strong to be a support when he is ready…..I know. I had to go that way and it was hard and is still hard. It saddens me it could not, would not be good no matter how much I gave, waited, showed patience, wrapped my arms around him, cried secretly while I smiled outwardly. The world can be a gray gray place. Make YOUR place the bright place and it will bring light to even the darkest corners around you…..your happiness will inspire the desire to duplicate your joy….and you can only shine if you love yourself enough to set yourself free.

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    • willowdot21
      Dec 26, 2011 @ 10:16:44

      I know you right I think we get dependant on the who is suffering we gat addited to trying to help them , I am trying to stand back to let him grow but it is hard. Yet I know your words are true.

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