I had been going out with this guy and about 2 years into it, we stared having all of these fights. It was over everything and somehow he made it my fault every single time. I felt depressed but I felt as if I needed him. Turns out he had been cheating on me with numerous other women so I dumped him. Later on, I realized he was mentally abusive towards me; as well as physically too. He made me do sexual things I didn’t want to do, and one time he choked me down. He didn’t think it was abusive and once again, ended up blaming me for it, leaving me in a shocked and confused state. This was back in highschool, and after the breakup, he spread lots of nasty rumors around the school about me which sucked. But now, I’m better than ever and I couldn’t care less about his sorry ass wherever he is today.
