Rico and I had a lot of chemistry.
When our relationship was good, it was excellent. When it was bad, it was really bad.
In the beginning, there was behavior I used to interpret as affection, like, .
Suddenly, he turned into the kind of person who would clock me when I would just be going to the grocery store.
Later that year, Rico beat me so badly I ended up getting a restraining order against him. But then we started seeing each other again.
It’s embarrassing. I’m strong and determined and I had never experienced a relationship like this.
So every time something bad happened, I would rationalize it
and give Rico the benefit of the doubt.
Or we would break up and he’d come back looking like a puppy dog, all lovey-dovey.