emotional abuse
The majority of the abuse was emotional. Sometimes I was a fucking slut, sometimes I was a stupid bitch whore, sometimes my friends were fat, ugly cunty bitches.
That annoying couple making out at the bar? That was us. That annoying couple having a fight at the bar? That was us as well.
emotional abuse
None of that anger is directed at me any longer, but it's still simmering, and it's as hot as I remember.