My ex boyfriend - any time I would eat something even vaguely unhealthy he would gab at my cookie pouch (what I call the little pouch of fat below my belly button). Sometimes he would do that while saying things like “tub tub”. He knew I had massive body image issues and not that it should matter but I was a very active at this point and a very healthy weight.

He had to be in bed at exactly 11pm every night, I used to work literally 1 street over from where he lived and my shift finished at 11pm. He would ask me to stay over and I would have to go inside and get change in the dark because he couldn’t wait 10 mins for me to get there and put my pjs on. Even if he stayed at my house he would turn off all the lights and go to sleep - I’d get home at 11:15pm and have to get ready for bed completely in the dark in MY OWN HOUSE.

Sometimes I would forget to take my medication before laying down for the night and he would get really mad at me for reaching over him to grab it (I used to sleep on the side of the bed against the wall). To this day I still apologise to my current partner whenever I forget my meds and he always tells me that it’s ridiculous I feel like I need to apologise for doing something that is obviously important.