I'm slowly recovering. I don't really want to, but I am. I'm slowly realising I can't go on living like this. I can't be under his spell. And the worst thing is that he knows it. I've never told him but you can see it in his eyes. he knows he has this power over me and he knows he can hurt me and control me however he likes and I'll still come running back to him. But he doesn't hurt me. Because he's perfect. And that's why I love him. It's an everlasting cycle of emotion. I wish I could jump off and brush myself down and forget about it but how many people can do that? Tell me if you can. Grandparents shouldn't understand computers. It's just scary. "Can I use my USB to print off an email I got from Ann?" No. You aren't meant to understand them. *protects computer from scary grandmother*