Countryside and love

Countryside and love

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Moving to Worcestershire from London so far the best idea of Elizabeth's life. Bought a small house, not rented. Actually bought. Nothing to do except sleep, wake up, eat, read gut wrenching, toe curling, and pussy clenching novels. Go out for a walk, try to NOT make friends with anyone. She was quite frankly in her distinguished aunt era. She signed out of toxic workplace, cheating boyfriend, and most of all, no sex life, which is thankful for considering the horrible sex she has encountered in the beginning of her relationship. But what she did not sign up for was the drop dead gorgeous man who owned the local bakery. His long ass hair that is always tied up in a messy bun. The hands kneading the dough. The biceps flexing as he does his on and about in the bakery. The secret smiles he sends to the kids after slipping an extra cookie after the mother has clearly stated 'NO SUGAR FOR YOU' and the awkward smiles when the old ladies compliment the fuck out of him. She came to the country with clear goals. Enjoy yourself and just yourself. No more people and men. And here she was going to the bakery every single opportunity she gets. Which is daily.
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In the summer of 2020, as I was bawling my eyes out in the parking lot of a bakery, I opened my notes app on my phone and began to document. I was documenting the times I was unhappy with my partner and wanted to leave. I have no idea what prompted me to do this; maybe I did it as a way to vent, or perhaps to ensure I wouldn't forget. I don't know, but I did. I had no idea what would become of this list. Or that five years later, I would not only still be documenting, but I would have uncovered so much. The lies, the cheating, the stealing, and most importantly, the deception. I have been with my partner for a total of 15 years, making this realization shocking. I was in the process of writing a book about my life as it was, unaware that this list would take over a huge part of the narrative. I was writing a book on how I escaped childhood abuse, and little did I know I went from one abuser to the next. I wanted to share my story so maybe someone else like me won't end up in this situation, but also to answer the age-old question, "Why did she not just leave?" I will release The List, bit by bit, here. The list is raw and typically written when I was in the worst state of my life. It can be hard to read, and if you ever need to step away, please take care of yourself and do so. The List is vital in understanding why I stayed and what thoughts I was having. The List is just the first part; there is a second part that was originally intended to be the main book. I had planned for the main book to have a happy ending. However, that was not the case. Instead of a happy ending, I discovered a nightmare.

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