It won't stop.

I tried to be strong. Swore I would.

So much for that. I cracked. He cracked me.

I tried ignoring, didn't work. I tried fighting, didn't work. I tried using other means to cut communication. Still didn't work.

It hurts so much.

My misery he loves, along with me. He makes sure he remains the victim.

And that I remain small.

The only way to stop the pain. The words. The threats. The accusations. The stress and fueling depression.

Agree with his woes.

Let him push and pry and tear at me.

Deal with the tears.

Cope with the needle to my skin.

And submit.