My ex was hit on the head by falling debris, and his brain was damaged, causing him to regress to the mental state of an 8-year-old. He asked me to shave his face, and, for the money, I put up with it. He wanted hugs and goodnight kisses, saying other kids on TV get them too. I let it slide. He was scared of the dark and wanted to sleep in my bed—again, for the money... I tolerated it. But now he's trying to steal my stockings? Now that, I can't ignore!
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