The same one he used when bills arrived in my name. When he mocked my “cute little remote job.” When Patricia called me “overly emotional” for asking why money kept vanishing from our joint account.
He believed I was weak because I cried silently.
He believed I was foolish because I let him speak first.
Patricia brushed past me and grabbed a folded blanket from the rocking chair. “We’re taking this too.”
“That belonged to my mother,” I snapped. RelationshipCounseling Services
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