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Chameleon
Chameleon Im not sure what happened to you, was it a bad upbringing, parenting, or is this really you. You never placed a hand on me, you never needed to, you got to me verbally. Always full of rude comments and mean remarks, nothing I did or said was ever enough. You had very high standards of how you expected your wife to act and be, I, I was always trying desperately to make you Happy. You loved to intimidate, throw things, and act tuff, so many times I was fearful, and just had enough. You were like a chameleon, never knowing your mood, walking on egg shells around you, so not to make you implode. If ever we had company wether friends or family, you would really put on a show and belittle me. You even turned on my Family, and made them sound horrible and worse then they ever could be. You always felt someone was out to get you, you accused me of so much, family and friends and none of it was ever the truth. Through the years it got to be worse and more constantly, I couldn’t believe this was how my life came to be. I lost touch of myself, I coward and thought of myself as worthless. I was passive to you and wanted to be a good girl and listen. No one close knew how awful things were, it stayed hidden, and closed to the world, completely shut off. I never was able to talk to you rationally, you would fly off the handle and scare the day lights out of me. My depression worsened and I began to give up, but then I remembered I had someone to live for and I needed to wake up. We have sense separated and my life is coming back to me, I don’t live in fear and act passively. I have rebuilt the relationships that I almost lost, because everyone was fearful of you and didn’t want to set you off. Now I am left to help our daughter, who sad t say loves, but is also fearful of her Father. Just like I had been in our marriage, she is scared to hurt your feelings, make you mad, and see your head spin. She holds things from you she really wants to say, out of fear of the repercussions, and the anger she doesn’t want to face. I am left trying to teach her how to be a string women, I hope in her life she will be stringer then the example I set before her. I hope she isn’t faced with a chameleon of a man, someone she is fearful of and doesn’t want to set off and make mad. I hope to teach her to be independent and strong, and that with love comes respect, communication, patience, and two people getting along. I will forever now, try to protect my daughter, from any person whom would ever think to set out and hurt her. You don’t need to be physical with a person to scare them and be mean, actions and words, those break people more then anything. If everyone in life would just follow life’ss golden rule, we would all live happily, and not be cruel. A persons act and upbringing is not a good reason, to think its ok to intimidate and be unreason.
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