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The Monster Behind The Door #6


At the dinner table, his put downs were very subtle. I cringed every time he patted my hand while saying how careless I was, how I shouldn't have left work as staying home without stimulation had clouded my brain and even my friends were avoiding me.
I was listening, unable to say anything to put the record right. So, he just carried on discussing me, apparently full of concern, as if I was not there.
When I couldn't take it anymore, tears erupted and I sobbed, ruining everyone's merriness.
Mum was horrified. She told him I must be in depression.

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    Neville Hunt over 2 years ago

    This guy is even winding me up! I want revenge too!

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