After everything he did and everything I swore I would never let him do again. I crossed that line to sex, and I opened the door to his ability to fuck me up all over again. It hits me like a sucker punch in the stomach as my entire happy mood and tingles give way to crushing self-doubt and the heavy weight of complete panic once more.

Didn’t I learn anything?

Didn’t I tell myself that when it came to sex, he changes and turns on me like a caged beast?

I have been down ...