Her husband's boot presses into her back.
[T his post refers to my ex-husband.] I cannot know why he wanted to take this photo. But I can tell you why she allowed him to make this image - I am beneath his boot, face to the floor, unable to move. I thought that he took a photo of how he needed this relationship to be, to repeat his father's marriage. I am crushed, his boot is heavy and cold. I can't move . That is how I felt with him, and a part of me had known right from the start that it would be this way. Is this an erotic image? No, not for me . He had told me what he wanted, how he wanted me to be, and I agreed. I know myself to be strong, and I was thinking, if he wants this, if this is really how he and I must be, his intentions are made clear. And now - so are mine; I was here as a sacrifice. I was feeding a monster, to prevent it ripping us all apart. But, it did that anyway.... It started with his shame. I came home - where were the children - I don't remember now..? I found him looking at porn. His sh