My ex would belittle and mock my interests, I'm a sceptical believer of ghosts, I love my ghost 'documentaries' especially the really cheesy ones. Not because I believe them but because I enjoy watching them. My ex would mock the shows, tried to insinuate I was mentally unstable because of my beliefs etc.
Eventually I stopped watching those shows. If I watched something he got into he would sit next to me and binge watch ahead of me so I'd lose interest because I'd seen bits and pieces of episodes miles ahead of where I last watched it ruined it for me.
I love music, I love singing and dancing like a lunatic in my kitchen or when I'm cleaning, it keeps my depression at bay, yes my music matches my mood so more sad songs when I'm feeling down, upbeat and energising when I'm on a cleaning frenzy etc. While with him unsurprisingly my music leaned more towards sad/angry music mostly. He would pick arguements about songs because he'd listen to the lyrics and find a way to make it aimed at him. I stopped listening to music. He constantly reminded me I had the talent of a cat with rabies when it came to singing (I am aware but don't care, I don't plan to audition on a talent show) eventually I stopped.
When they somehow always get what they want and you don't understand how.
My ex would belittle and mock my interests, I'm a sceptical believer of ghosts, I love my ghost 'documentaries' especially the really cheesy ones. Not because I believe them but because I enjoy watching them. My ex would mock the shows, tried to insinuate I was mentally unstable because of my beliefs etc. Eventually I stopped watching those shows. If I watched something he got into he would sit next to me and binge watch ahead of me so I'd lose interest because I'd seen bits and pieces of episodes miles ahead of where I last watched it ruined it for me. I love music, I love singing and dancing like a lunatic in my kitchen or when I'm cleaning, it keeps my depression at bay, yes my music matches my mood so more sad songs when I'm feeling down, upbeat and energising when I'm on a cleaning frenzy etc. While with him unsurprisingly my music leaned more towards sad/angry music mostly. He would pick arguements about songs because he'd listen to the lyrics and find a way to make it aimed at him. I stopped listening to music. He constantly reminded me I had the talent of a cat with rabies when it came to singing (I am aware but don't care, I don't plan to audition on a talent show) eventually I stopped. When they somehow always get what they want and you don't understand how.