I Stayed Quiet - Tumblr Posts

I used to try to tell him stories about things that happened to me.  He would often roll his eyes while I was talking, sigh, and move his hand in a circular motion to say “get to the point, already.”

So I stopped trying.  And I became the thing he talked at instead.

My personality began to melt away, and I walked into social situations believing I had nothing interesting to say.  I retreated further in my head.

Later, one of his grievances with me was that I was never forthcoming, and he knew so little about my life.