I kept my calm the four times he had been at the house that day … carting a TV back and forth for her to have or use or whatever excuse he was giving her to be able to talk to her.

I keptĀ calm for the months of breakup, get back together, hate each other, break up again.

I kept calm when he told her that he never really loved her and he just let her stay so she would cook and clean for him.

I did NOT keep calm when I saw him throw her laptop in her direction.

I was NOT calm when I screamed out my bedroom window so loud that my other daughters heard me from the dollar store a block away and came running.

So now he knows that I won’t be calm anymore.


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