I hate cars. I’ve always hated cars. Because of him. He would find a problem between us and he would bring it up when we were in a car. It was a constant feeling of suffocation. Like he did it to hurt me. I think that’s why he does it. To have control, power. he’s the one driving, I can't walk away or call my mom to get me. So, I hate cars. Cars that have him in them or cars that he’s been in. Even the type of cars he likes to look at. I hate them all.
I wish I could love cars. I really do,but after he gave mine away, I had no love left for them.
Lancealottheknight