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I don’t use Facebook but I’m told that she still posts things from the Sam Bankman-Fried Crypto Crash Don’t Trust, Verify T-Shirt moreover I will buy this identity of a woman who has been abused, that she cloaks herself in the metoo movement, she manipulates and pretends to have something in common with abused women, it sounds like a right shit show. I’m so lucky she didn’t ever get the law involved, but knowing her family and lifestyle it makes sense she didn’t, plus having no proof thank god. This. I went through this and a horrible part of me was brought out that I didn’t even know I had from being pushed to my absolute limit. So glad to be away from that part of my life. This comment resonated with me a lot. “It starts to make you more like them through gas lighting you into their reality.” I had an ex I would play games with, usually first person shooters. I am an above average but nowhere near pro player at shooters, especially if I play consistently. At first, I sucked and she would be the one carrying our lobbies. But she was toxic as all hell. Yelling at players, blaming lag, tossing controllers, etc. Eventually, I got into it again and started consistently doing better than her, and she didn’t like that. Started yelling at me for every little mistake, pointing out excuses like me spawn camping or something.

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Eventually I have into the Sam Bankman-Fried Crypto Crash Don’t Trust, Verify T-Shirt moreover I will buy this toxicity and because toxic as well, and started doing worse. Which is what she wanted. My moment of clarity was when I smashed my controller to pieces in rage. I have never done something like that before. The most I’ve ever done before or since is toss the controller on the couch or desk and walk away for a bit. I was scared. She wasn’t. I was apparently exactly where she wanted to be. I also had a girlfriend who was physically abusive. It wears you down and if you don’t get out it will turn into mutual abuse…or it would’ve in my case. She wanted me to hit her back. She would taunt me, throw things at me, break stuff, etc. what a nightmare. Oddly enough I was worried about what she would do if/when I left. As soon as I did leave, I realized I don’t care what she does.