I Married a Man Who ...

I Married a Man Who …

... repeated everything I said to the people I spoke about in confidence – even when requested “Please don’t repeat this.” He would say “OK. You know you can tell me anything.” So I didn't speak.

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… would laugh at and ridicule my dreams. One time I said “I want to write a book” to which he said “what do you have to write about.” So I didn’t write.

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… mocked my taste in music. So I didn’t listen to music.

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… told lies about me to my friends. So I didn’t have friends.

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… told lies about me to my family. So I didn’t trust family.

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… didn’t approve of my dietary choices, or any choices, really. So I didn’t choose.

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… decided to inject himself into every aspect of my life. So I didn’t have a life.

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… was afraid of me. So I fulfilled that fear -

I divorced that man.

I do all those things I abandoned in his fearfulness.

I speak, I write, I listen, I trust, I choose. I have a life.

This is basically an experimental piece, so insights and feedback, good or bad, would be greatly appreciated! Thank you!