Any form of abuse, no matter how often, not matter what kind, is still abuse and it is wrong. He grabbed my coffee from my hands and across the room at keast once a month. It was “just” coffee. No sir, that was abuse. And so were the names you called me while I cried. #seeyounexttuesday #abusesurvivor #divorceadvocate #divorcetok #itsnevertoolate #lateinlifelesbian