Hi.
So I wanted to post this story in the on life and death thing, but realised it wouldn't fit.
The thing that is killing me is that I didn't know about my girlfriend's abusive ex untill I reconnected with her.
We've known each other for a total of 5 years, she wasn't fully here for 3 of them but I won't go into detail. All I will say is that when I found out about him, I wanted to help her as best as I could. We still struggle with that sometimes, when her old habits return, but I calmly try to help her.
Don't get it twisted, I'm extremely happy with her, but her habits sometimes deeply affect me, and I'm sure they do the same for herself.
If you feel comfortable, what is something that destroys you inside?
16.04.2026 06:22