"Someday someone will look at me like I’m the stars in the sky and I’ll forget how you used to walk all over me like I was the dirt on the ground."
— SB (April 21,2014)
"His blow-ups weren’t rational, but he said they were my fault. I didn’t think I had done anything wrong but that didn’t mean he didn’t think so, so I accepted that I must have done something, because in that way, there was a logical cause-and-effect explanation for his actions. And, crucially, it’s not just anger. It’s anger wrapped in fear, guilt, self-doubt, helplessness, sadness —so you shift from defensive mode into comfort mode, where you are the person who is calm and caring and reassuring. You’re the one who has it together. He’s the one who needs help, and you’re the one who’s helping. You learn to work around his triggers and do the things to soothe him and to leave parties quickly and to pick your battles."