dated a guy that used emotional abuse instead of physical..after a year of worrying that I wasn't treating him the right way (never WAS the right way for him! so I was always apologizing) the straw that broke the camel's back was sitting in a restaurant and looking towards the front door...I then got accused of being interested in someone else..because..get this...my pupils dilated and contracted!!! Heck...I was looking at the front door and WINDOW and it was noon!! I got up from the table, told him to find a psychiatrist and go to heck and walked out..never looked back.

Grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked,the good fortune to run into the ones I do,and the eyesight to tell the difference.