Nobody understands! It’s hard to explain. I knew I should have left… but I just couldn’t. I saw the look on your face when I told you the bruises were from me accidentally running into walls. I noticed the way you rolled your eyes when I composed those unbelievable accident stories to explain why my body became a home to plasters, black marks, and swellings. Even I know I lie to myself…but just as I expected you to believe those hideous stories, I tried to believe them too. Okay! Okay… maybe the stories I told myself were a little different.