I loved your last sentence. Yes, it was really bad thing that were connected with good things-like laughter. And I remember only the good things. I wrote about the bad, because I would forget about them if I dont.
When I was reading my dairy with him and connect it with forums about abusive relationship, I had a feeling that I was making-things-up. Like it is only inmy braine. He is not abusive.
I had my dairy so I could not say: It didnt happened.
Its hard to swallov, even now
Though I run this site, it is not mine. It's ours. It's not about me. It's about us. Your stories and your wisdom are just as meaningful as mine. 