It has been years

Saturday, February 20, 2010

literally since I have seen my first husband in person. I could happily go the rest of my life without seeing him. But still so many years later he invades my dreams. Robs me of the peace of sleep. Terrifies me even while unconscious.

Why after all of these years do I still dream about him and wake up sweaty shaken and compelled to check the doors to make sure they are locked?

Why can he still do this to me? Why do I let him? Why can't I get some peace from him even after the divorce?


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