I Am a Victim of Emotional Abuse

Me an my sister got in another argument. About her abusive ex boyfriend. I know I really shouldn't argue because I know it won't go anywhere. But sometimes I just want someone else to realise how much I was also abused by him.

And that maybe sometimes I even had it worse than her.

You see he was my friend and he was like family to me. And the abusive words and actions slowly crept in on me.

And I really didn't realise how much it effected me and changed me. Untill he left a few years ago.

When he left it was like losing a family member too. He lived with us for over 5 years. In a way it felt like we grew up together just because of the time and age frame he lived with me.

And he wasn't always so bad. But slowly he just got mean. It's not like he would yell or throw things.

But he would sat things in a way that convinces you of the truth.

Like when I showed him art I created and I worked hard on and I was proud of. He would simply just say.

"Wow that's nice. But too bad you will never do anything with it because you lazy and don't apply your self to anything."

Or when I feel and injured my ankle really badly. He would be up walking around and I would ask him if he could get me a bottle of water.

And he would ignore me.

Or say. "Maybe if you say please."

Or "I hurt my ankle plenty of times and I could walk."

"You just need everyone to do everything for you"

Or I would say. "The dog needs to go out I can't make it down the stairs can you just take him to out for 5 mins?" "I'm not good with walking with crutches so I don't think I'd be able to hold a dog and crutches at the same time."

He would make big fuss about it and say stuff like "You are just lazy. You don't even try"


Or when I didn't have a job. He would complain that I'm so lazy.
But if I got a job he would drive me to work since it's pretty close to my house.

He would end up complaining that he had to drive me to work.

So I eventually I just started walking to work.

But when it would rain I would ask for a ride. And he would complain about that I didn't ask him correctly.

So eventually I just stopped asking and would walk in the rain and get soaked.


My sister blames me for him treating me badly. She says it's because I don't respect anyone and that it's because I'm ungrateful. And that I'm lazy. And I'm demading. And disrespectful that I deserved it.

And honestly most of the times I do believe that.

I can't ask for help at all. And I don't trust anyone. And I really don't think people want to help me. And I feel like I'm a burden to people. And I honestly feel I can't depend on anyone at all in a time of need. I'm terrified of being very sick because I feel like no one will take care of me.