Abuse and trauma survivor - these are my stories in no particular order. Content warnings and triggers everywhere. Adult blog; 18+ only.
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Buttered Up.
Buttered up.
Before we moved out of the house, I made a breakfast sandwich for him at his mother’s place.
I usually fry eggs in butter, and for him, I used more than usual because he likes his eggs well done and I didn’t want it to stick. I also added peppers and onions to the pan, which had temporarily increased the visible liquid. If you’ve ever even put something in the microwave, you know that liquid cooks off.
He started streaming that it was going to be greasy and disgusting. That I was a fucking moron and I couldn’t do anything right.
He did it in front of his mother, who told him to shut up when people make food for you. He glared at her until I finished his breakfast sandwich
He assured me he wouldn’t eat it. I told him if he didn’t want to eat it, then I would. That was sufficient motivation; he wouldn’t want me to get to eat without him, that would mean I was more special than him or something.
Then he praised it. It was delicious.
Do you think there was an apology? You already know the answer to that.
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My humanity ebbing away.
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