My Sanctuary

When my abusive boyfriend was living with me, the bathroom was my only sanctuary. It was the place where I could go and hide from him. I had my candles and nice lighting. I spend most of my time in their crying and looking at myself wondering how I got to be in such a crazy relationship.

I have now since moved out of that apt and have moved several times. I broke up with him over a year ago now.

To this day, the bathroom is still my sanctuary where I could go and cry in peace.

VanGo VanGo
22-25, F
1 Response Feb 23, 2009

I feel the same way. I even go and lock myself in the bathroom stall at work and cry sometimes. I think everyone needs a sanctuary where we can just feel what we feel. It's kind of a shame it has to be the bathroom, but if it works, run with it. :)