He yelled at me today. It was a big one, I got anxiety while he was lecturing me. I had to pull into the parking lot to calm myself. And I was sure he didn’t feel sorry for the way he talked to me. If anything, he would think I brought it upon myself. Anyways, I was in the car at a parking lot. And you know what? I didn’t cry. I didn’t scream into the air like I usually did after he yelled at me. I had no feeling at all. I felt completely empty, no emotions or feelings at all of him. Maybe when a person was attacked so much they just die, not physically then at least emotionally. It’s a good thing for me. I feel liberated
