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even when he helps by making the
bed one Saturday morning, well it works out
that even though I know he is doing something
that should be done, I end up feeling bad
somehow, like oh, he shouldn't have to do that...
It's like he's changed me. He's very hard
on me always digging about mainly
fictional scenarios he's concocted. He does
whatever he wants, always. When he leaves
to go out, no one fights at all but when
he comes back, I become filled with
anxiety. Always having to put my shield
up. Constantly defending myself against
his character attacks, belittling abuse
threatening payment of somekind that
you will owe him.. I feel great
when he's gone, nervous and anxious when
he is here