It was that pivoting moment when his threats became powerless, did I realize how emotionally manipulative and one sided this relationship was.
I fought so long for the love of a person who had willingly used me, and made me feel like I was more, because they gave me that small piece of more I had never had before.
I found peace in him, with him, just the thought of him placed me at ease.
This dependency has become too much to handle.
I am pulled back to a faded memory in a dim lighted restaurant with my girlfriends, months back in the begining of summer. I'm across a dark wooden table telling them about the man I was falling for; and them warning me that maybe this wasn't the best relationship to seek.
Heads over heels for a man who felt like everything, I so desperately fought to keep him in my life. I just never realized I was giving up a piece of myself each time we argued, seperated, and made up.
I became accustomed to this unhealthy behaviour; I made excuses for him, I tried to rationalize his actions.
And, as much as I'll remember the good times we shared; I should not allow those few great moments overshadow this actions, and reality of our toxic relationship that once existed.
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