Violent Relationship, Power and Control - Childhood Observation Came Around Full Circle
Yelling, threatening, punishing...this was not what I signed up for. What kind of relationship was this? In the 1990s, I was still discovering unique traits about myself before I ended up in a violent relationship. At times, I wasn't easily understood by family and friends. Being in an intimate relationship was really not ideal for me at the time. It was enough trying to figure out my personal interests outside of college and where I might end up being employed later. I was quite young, a mere 20 years old and not a virgin. Yet, I still dabbed acne cream on random pimples that would sprout up whenever my menstrual cycle would rear its ugly head. I was still fitting into clothing from the ninth grade and still standing at the bus stop sucking on a lollipop in the words of rapper L.L. Cool J. I was still cute in the face while my body was maturing in clothing that showed my best features. The socially sweet, privately cruel abusive man took notice one day as I hurried