Part 2

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I tell myself all the time that stuff happens for a reason. I still tend to tell myself this to this very day. I was happy, my friend was happy I had a happy healthy son, and a boyfriend that kind of also made my life healthy.

The thing I slowly started to learn about him was that, he wanted things his way, or no way. Also that he LOVED being controlling, if I told him no then he would threaten me. It was my birthday and all of us girls went out and had fun, I also made the big decision to get my nose pierced. I knew he would be PISSED, but I did it anyway, he told me if I did it, he would no longer kiss me anymore, that he would no longer be sleeping in the same bed as me anymore. But I didn't give a fuck it's something I wanted.

Later that night all of us girlies were out, and we're all getting ready to leave when my boyfriend texted me goodnight, and that there was a letter waiting for me when I got him. That our son was asleep so he going to sleep. I remember I got home that night and read this letter that I still have to this day, saying how beautiful I was, and how he always thought I was naturally beautiful and that's why he hated me changing my hair, or getting a nose piercing. He tried to guilt trip me while also saying how much he loved me in this letter.

I didn't let it get to me, I kept that damn nose piercing in, I started to not give a fuck about what he said. I started wearing shorts, I started doing what the fuck I wanted, I didn't let him control me. My friend I moved into my home, moved back in because that guy we thought was a good guy was an abusive piece of shit. My boyfriend wasn't happy, he told me no at first it took a lot of convincing but again im a good person and a good friend.

I was happy again, I have my friend living with me again, nothing can go wrong right? WRONG

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