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Promise are never kept by narcissist people.
It was a promise that I was told that made me go with my ex. The promise to learn sign language to communicate better with me. He promised to understand that my kids come first. He promise to respect me. He did none of those things. I was healing from a breakup of 18 years and he came out of nowhere begging me to give him a chance. I just wanted to heal. I know nothing else but my husband I was with for 18 years I didn’t even know red flags to look out for. He never learned asl even after a year and made excuses why. He didn’t respect my kids coming first and argued with me about my oldest one as if I was supposed to do what he told me to do with her. He isn’t her father, and he didn’t raise them. He will tell me what they are diagnosed with and that their doctors are wrong. Like boi, you didn’t finish medical school. You’re nowhere near an expert and I’m supposed to listen to you against ppl with actual phd. Ppl who took time out of their life to study the field you never stepped foot in. He was an X-ray and CAT scan technician, not an actual doctor and he would argue with me about my kid's diagnosis. That know-it-all-all attitude is a whole mental illness. He also threw my mental illness in my face when he would trigger arguments. He would tell his friend everything personal that made me uncomfortable but yet cater to his friend and tell me I’m fucked up making his friend uncomfortable. Like who are you with? Me or him. He is and still is the biggest hypocrite I ever met. Who would talk about his friends but yet let them owe him thousands of dollars that he would complain about to me? Then he thought my youngest one was on his side in the last argument we had. My daughter when we got home hugged me and told me straight up she was glad I was leaving him. She thought he was going to hit me. He never kept a promise he made for me to be with him. Not one promise. He forced me to talk about my trauma by lip-reading him which physically hurt me but he didn’t care at all. I was uncomfortable but he would make excuses why I needed to answer his questions about my rape about what my brother did to me all them years and why I didn’t scream yell or fight back. It started when I was six. How dare he force me to talk about what I didn’t want to. He completely controlled me and would justify it by saying “I just want to know more about u”. You never force ppl to talk about their trauma. It’s not your trauma to begin with. It had to be his say. And only his. That’s straight mental abuse. And when he gets too drunk he would physically hurt me without realizing it. He wouldn’t stop drinking though because I’m not allowed to tell him what to do. But he can force me to talk about what I didn’t want to. He was beyond a monster beyond a mistake. A demon in disguise. And he thinks he can call me the love of his life and ask me to not let my kids hate him. Fck him. They got their real father back in their life and are happier now. Their father had been back and forth in the hospital with me because of how Joshi pulled my stitches with his nails being drunk. But he told my daughter he just hugged me too tight. Ummm there’s a picture with his nails being imbedded in my skin. Today I still have a scar. My doctors want me to press charges against him for medical reasons that he caused and I should. He needs to learn a lesson that his actions shouldn’t go unnoticed. He needs to learn he is an alcoholic and he turned into the person he swore he didn’t want to be. He’s the worst. At the end of our last argument, he tried to make it seem like my youngest daughter agreed with him but in reality, she was extremely upset with him. She didn't even want his Xmas gift which is being thrown out. She knew and saw how evil he was to try to pin me against my oldest daughter. The way he stood up against me for all the wrong reasons he would never do to another man like the ones he talks about. I regret ever giving him a chance mad at myself for not listening to myself. I never wanted to date him.
I never had the typical "who was your first" conversation. At six years old, my virginity was taken from me, and I was subjected to repeated abuse that became a normalized part of my life. As a result, I often don't exhibit emotional responses when discussing these experiences. It's not that I'm "strong"; my body has simply learned to suppress my emotions, making it seem like they're nonexistent. I've tried to help others cope with similar experiences, but my past has been used against me, and I've been victim-blamed, including by my last boyfriend, which has reopened old scars. The world can be a cruel place, with many people only showing concern when it directly affects them. I've even had friends use my experiences for personal gain on social media, the same friends who previously referred to me as "strong" and admired my perceived strength.
One of the fluffy blankets I’ve sold a few for 150. Not ever had any complaints. I still have my adult children blankets I made them from when they was a baby.
Abuse is abuse period
This is what my last EX did to me.
I was subjected to intense interrogation about my SA every time he deemed it necessary, which led to me being repeatedly questioned. “Why didn’t you yell, why didn’t you kick him, and why did you let him at that moment?” One of the experience was so distressing that it reopened old scars, causing me to shake violently as I begged him to stop. Unfortunately, he had never followed through on his promise to learn ASL, forcing me to rely on lip reading instead. When I was on the verge of collapsing, he finally apologized, saying he didn’t want things to escalate that far. It’s worth noting that when I removed my hearing aids, he accused me of having an unfair advantage over him, as if my ability to communicate without them was a privilege.
He involves my adult children in our disputes. When I ask him to refrain from doing so, he seems to be attempting to garner their support. It's perplexing, as they are grown adults and he has never been their father. My daughter would point out that I have difficulty perceiving tone when being yelled at, but he fails to acknowledge this distinction.
I am looking for insight into a concerning situation. Having established a safe distance from my former partner, I received a text message from him declaring me the love of his life. I am curious to know if it is typical for men to exhibit behaviors such as excessive drinking and engaging in violent acts, including biting, pinching, and tampering with surgical stitches, which he denies despite my possession of evidence and images. Moreover, his conflicting accounts, attributing his actions to intoxication while describing the incident to my daughter as an overly tight hug, are troubling. The physical harm inflicted, evident from the marks left by his nails on my skin, suggests a more serious occurrence. I wonder if such behavior is commonplace. I think not.
His excessive concern for his image and pride has had a profoundly negative impact on my life. I recall a particularly harrowing experience where he drove under the influence while I was in the vehicle, and my attempts to express my fear for our safety were met with hostility and blame. His reckless driving, coupled with his lack of control over the vehicle, was terrifying, and his propensity for making excuses and justifying his behavior, including drinking while driving, only exacerbated the situation. I feel that he consistently prioritized his own interests over our safety, putting both me and my children at risk. Moreover, his willingness to share intimate details of our personal life with his friends has left me feeling exposed and vulnerable. The emotional trauma from this experience persists, and I firmly believe that this was the most damaging of his actions. His refusal to acknowledge his wrongdoing and take responsibility for his selfish behavior has caused me significant harm, and I must admit that I feel a deep-seated resentment towards him. I am still grappling with the circumstances that led me to become embroiled in this situation.
NEVER DATE AN ALCOHOLIC. NEVER DATE AN ALCOHOLIC.
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When I did this song. The rapper Dax through me under the rug and then dusted an hearie who signed everything wrong. Of course ppl in deaf community stood up for me about this but Dax ignored all of us. The thing is. I can’t hear the music. It takes me a lot of work to do something like this. As a deaf artist I don’t let anything stop me. But this right here knowing how much work I put in. I don’t want to sign music anymore. That’s how I felt. But I will I just won’t sign his songs anymore. Hearies some of them don’t appreciate what deafies go through to show our beautiful language. I’m not only deaf. I’m disabled with chronic illness. Ppl learn to listen to any marginalized group when we tell u something. Show respect and educate yourself
No hearing person that isolates me is worth my time or my hearing aid batteries.
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One of my friends told me the other day how when we first met he actually met my alter first. (I have no memory of it at all) what’s so warming to my heart is after so many years he never told me until he saw my video of the names of my alters from before I was diagnosed that ppl would come to me calling me names that I thought wasn’t me. He stood my friend no matter what and I appreciated he never judged me for it.
This is what I do when I don’t want to argue. I even close my eyes so I’m not lip reading either lol
Had to do it yesterday 😵😂
It’s my right to have a live interpreter as a deaf woman. A vri is not accessible for me. And they barely used it. I used my live caption app to communicate but felt isolated the whole time in the hospital that I signed myself out. I never complained I only ask for a live terp. I was kind and didn’t caused any trouble. Meanwhile I was there because I had an epileptic seizure down my stairs injuring my body. Deaf people deserves access that is accessible for them. Vri machine is to small and most the time nurses and doctors is blocking the view. I’m legally blinded so I definitely deserve a live terp.