Diary of Abuse by a Loved One Chapter 7 Page 50

‘happy birthday’, just like in the old days when our relationship had been ever so beautiful. I started to melt inside. He persuaded me to unblock him on various applications so he could talk to me, and I proceeded to do so…I missed him. I missed his voice. I missed our connection. I missed us; I missed the old us. But it would end up being a decision I would later regret. But a decision I had to make in order to finally learn a huge life lesson that would change me and others around me forever.

Once we had the in−depth conversation, I found myself hanging up on his call and blocking him again.

Out of nowhere came this sudden volcano of immense pain and tears.

I missed my husband.