I often said this phrase to my “Once upon a time” sweetheart.
I’m not sure why I loved my abuser at all—-especially for so long. I know that I deserved better than to have my head beaten against the wall so often or to have him try to saw my hand off with his table saw, when he said the food I made him was not “good enough” for him. I know I deserved better, before he hit me, when he said that I or our kids “embarrassed” him in front of his family, when we weren’t, we were only living. (Everything we did was obviously an embarrassment to him and would set him off.)
I know that I, and my kids DESERVE BETTER!