And over the years,

 

i've learned to repress my memories.

 

Bad experiences.

 

 

So there is much more to this damage

 

than I remember currently.

 

 

But as I recall, it was relentless.

 

 

She would always twist me to the core, my emotions

 

one way or another. And I know the husband,

 

they are together discussing gloating about effect

 

they had on me.

 

 

I know by intuition.

 

 

 

Just understand that, I have never actually physically harmed

 

them. And if I was mad, it was from a REACTION,

 

from whatever they did.

 

 

I was the person with social phobia. Obese and timid.

 

Unable to go outside, socially. And they exploited that situation,

 

and drove me to the edge.