my husband is a terrible person. i usually believe there is good in everyone but i don't believe there's any good in him. he doesn't even see the things that he does are not ok. it is all my fault and i carry the weight of everything. i am a stupid *****, who doesn't do anything, that's what he says.
i don't want to be hurt anymore. but i don't know what to do. all of my family is miles and miles away. i moved away from them on my own when i was fourteen. i don't know how much i'd even want to be with them.
i keep saying when i get a job, i'll be able to leave on my own without involving anyone else but i can't find a job...
last night i asked him to get cooking oil, so that i could fry shrimp for us to eat, as we have no food or anything and i had all i needed for fried shrimp except oil. well, i don't even know how, but it turned into me being a stupid worthless *****, and before you know it, i'm held down and being hit in my head over and over and over again. he bent one of my fingers back like to break it, and he bit me on my arm really hard and i don't remember the rest of the stuff because it's like i disappear so i don't know what's going on. my back hurts, i think he hurt one of my ribs, because yesterday when i took a deep breath, it hurt. my lungs don't hurt, but my back does. now it still hurts but i can feel it all the time.
i fight back but it does no good. i told his family or tried to tell his family and they don't do anything. their advice to me was to do it back but it doesn't work like that...
i used to be such a strong person. now i don't have any strength at all, i mean it. i feel so weak. idk who i am. sometimes i dream about someone just being nice to me. before i lost my last job, sometimes it made me want to cry when guys held doors for me. something just as simple as that meant so much to me and they could never understand why but it changed my whole day. it is nice to be conversated with, and to have someone be polite to you, these are things i don't know of anymore, i'm so lonely and sad. i know i sound pathetic, i absolutely have to, but i am just being honest. i have no one to talk to. i try to sleep as long as i can so i don't have to wake up. it seems like when he comes home i begin to have panic attacks. i am in a constant state of anxiety as it is but it seems to get worse and worse the closer the time gets to when he gets home, and then when he is here, it's through the roof. then he makes it worse. he tells me i bring everything on myself and if i wasn't so stupid things wouldn't happen. but i act stupid. stupid stupid stupid i repeat this word in my head over and over. or *****. or trick, *****, ****. its all i ever hear. no matter how good i clean, or how much i do for him when he asks me to, it doesnt mean anything. i really wish i had a friend.
but even if i had a friend i wouldnt be allowed to go see them or spend time with them. so its better off i just drop the friends thing because people just see me as a liar, or someone who doesnt come through when they say they will, but if they only knew.
sorry this is so long. but thank you for reading this. please dont judge me as i never meant for any of this to happen. i didnt know that he would be like this. he was my best friend. oh well. i just needed to get it out because i never have anyone to talk to. so ty for listening, it means more than you know!
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