Toxic relationship but it’s soft. They take such good care of you that you don’t even question when they want you to stop going out without them. And then to stop going out at all. When they start controlling what you do. What you can wear. Who you can see. They know best, after all, and you’re too wrapped up in being taken care of to see how you’re being manipulated. How you’re being trained. Until they’ve basically made you their little house pet, and you’re so dependent on them that you think it’s your idea.
























