IrishMist
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Consensual Non-consent. I guess you could use that to define what we had, though I think we probably went a bit further ( in regards to how the discussion is going ) I gave consent once, before we even began our relationship. His exact words to me were 'If you want what I am offering, then there is only one rule. You do things my way, no matter what." I agreed. The day I moved in with him, my whole life changed. Sometimes not for the better, sometimes for the better. My late husband was a mean SOB, and by mean, I mean violently mean; physically emotionally, and mentally. We were a good match I can honestly admit that for about 95% of our time together, it was NOT fun. I was, and still am, a very headstrong person. I absolutely hated doing things HIS WAY, and often rebelled against it. In those instances, he never told me to leave, he simply forced my compliance. Only once did I ever tell him I was leaving because I did not like something he wanted me to do. His response was to pack my bags himself and place them outside the door. It was a month before he allowed me to come back. I never threatened leaving again. ( I would like to add that he only allowed me to come back because my telling him I was leaving was due to the emotional roller coaster that pregnancy brought ) Our relationship, in the eyes of others, would probably be classified as a typical case of abuse. What kept it from that, in my eyes, is the fact that we had exactly what I wanted and needed. I learned a hell of a lot from that man.
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