Ironically, one of the worst parts of my abuse is what’s happened after I cut him out.
Knowing he sees my friends, knowing (for a fact) he tells them lies about me, demonises me. Knowing that there are people i don’t even know who have only heard about me via him, so hold this awful, toxic view of me.
I can do my best to correct them but it terrifies me knowing that he’ll tell others, then they’ll tell others themselves, and this false, demonised view of me is just spreading.









