I was thinking this morning, while eating my cinnamon toast crunch, that so many things are different since fleeing my abusive marriage.
I used to get punished for eating "high-value" foods, like cereal, ice cream, lunch meat, cheese, etc (I also got punished for not eating leftovers that no one else wanted fast enough).
One of the first times my new partner and I went shopping for groceries, as we walked past the cheese section, she asked me what kind of cheeses I like. I replied "oh, Swiss is my favorite, but I'm not allowed to have it". Her response was along the lines of "😦 wait, what?!" After a short back and forth, she said "you can get Swiss cheese if you want it". I broke down crying.
A similar thing happened with cereal a while later.
And dozens of other little things—like I can shower when I want now, and I don't get scolded for taking more than 10 minutes. I can work out without being shamed for "trying to make [my ex] feel bad". Same for going out with friends, or on dates, or enjoying a hobby.
It really took having a wonderful, loving partner to realize just how conditioned my ex had made me, and just how small my world had become.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to have a piece of chocolate with my tea, and then go hug my girlfriend.
