Some things he said to me left deep footprints in the mud part of my mind.
This is not love. It’s a neurotic attachment
You’re more stupid than my mother
You are stupid, shallow and ridiculous
You’re cold
And why did he say those things?
Was it revenge? A payback for hurting him?
He hated my fat and insulted me in front of friends, family and visitors.
He even ḥit me a few times and pushed me and then wanted me to make love.
I couldn’t, though I loved him and I tried but I drew back, repulsed, not by him but in defense, I suppose, I really don’t know.