I’ve been with Mike for nearly 8 months now.
Doing some thinking...there are so many differences between this relationship and with my daughter’s dad..all of them GOOD.
Every birthday I had with my ex, he made me cry. I never got through one without fighting about something.
With Mike, I did cry on my birthday (my dad never wished me a happy bday and it ate at me all day), but he held me on the couch and let me cry all over him while he just rubbed my back and my hair.
By now, my ex and I had fought COUNTLESS times. Full on screaming matches. I’ve NEVER liked fighting. He used to sit there and scream at me while I laid there and cried, until I started yelling back (took over a year tho)
Mike and I have never fought. Not once. He’s never even been frustrated with me. Other than when idk what I want for dinner 🤣
My ex always told me he’d be the only one who could ever love me. He’d tell me that I’m so fat, ugly, annoying that no one else would ever put up with me.
Mike always tells me how amazing I am and how he knows I could find someone better (there IS NO ONE BETTER FOR ME. IM KEEPING HIM FOREVER) and he doesn’t want to lose me. He always makes me feel LOVED.
My ex used to make me “earn” things. If I wanted something (even SIMPLE. LIKE LEAVING THE HOUSE (I didn’t drive)) he’d make me make a list. And he’d make me stick to it. Lists would usually include items such as “5 blow jobs whenever you want. One 30 min back massage. I’ll do all the cleaning for a week” like that shit killed me. But at the time it weirdly felt normal?
Mike is so good to me. He’s never made me exchange anything. If I want/need something he does it if he can. He likes seeing me happy 😭 hell he’ll do things just because. With no expectations. He’ll plan things to do so we’re not stuck inside. And when we are stuck inside, I don’t care. I can lay with him all day, and not feel like I wasted a day.
I’ve always suffered from anxiety/depression..for as long as I can remember. My ex used to say I was being a baby. If I was upset over something (or even over nothing, as depression can do to you), he’d tell me to get my shit together and stop being a baby. He’d always make me feel like shit. I’d always eventually cry, and he’d always tell me to “stop blubbering” and that I sound like a whale. Which OF COURSE always made me feel worse. I was NEVER happy with him.
I’ve had a few depression episodes with Mike. Every time, I’ve tried to hold it in and hide it. It never works. Every time Mike just holds me, rubs my back, talks to me and calms me down until I can talk about it. And he’ll sit there and just LISTEN through all my squirrel-brain back-and-forth until I get it all out. He’d never judged me or made me feel bad for it. He’s only ever been supportive and told me I can always come to him when I’m down.
My ex used to always make me massage him. Sometimes I’d be doing it for HOURS while he just gamed or watched tv. He’d always tell me he “earned” it. But if I ever wanted a massage? Even WHILE PREGNANT...nope. He never gave me one. Not ever. I hadn’t “earned” one.
Mike massages me all the time. I have back problems. My back has been killing me lately...mike was always rub me down with biofreeze until I feel better ❤️
So so many differences ❤️
It’s so weird getting used to being treated the right way 🥰
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