I witness every single fight between my parents. They're not pretty. There's a lot of yelling and hitting and broken objects. In fact, there's a dent in my wall thanks to dad losing his anger. It scares me because I don't know if I should even look for someone as a reliable life partner, since it will end up like my parents. Furthermore I'm scared out of my mind whenever they're mad at each other.
Thanks to them I have PTSD, and I'm not joking.
I have to go to a therapist to help me with it and it's painful to keep my fear at bay.
No matter what, I have promised myself I will never turn into them. Ever. I don't want that kind of unhealthy love.
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Anonymous Confessions Part 2
RandomThe second edition of Anonymous confessions. Achievements: Ranked #1 Non-Fiction. Cover made by me but the images are not mine.
