The internet
This is going way back to not long after we moved into our house.
I wanted internet. I needed internet.
I wasnât working from home at the time but it would have been nice to have access
to the internet for you know, things like, music, T.V. and of course my hobby,
blogging about computer code and such stuff.
Nope, not a hope. I had to beg her to allow me to get it ( #control #manipulation ) . And of course I had to promise to pay for it myself ( #control #entitlement ) .
We got it in.
Needless to say, she wasnât happy with where the Wi-FI box (router) was. She wasnât happy with the quality of the install, the socket and whatnot ( #control #devaluation ) . This at the time was soul destroying but I was naive, I didnât know it as a manipulation, a control, a power play.
To make matters worse. âThe internetâ would have to be turned off when we werenât using it ( #control ) . I kid you not. She used to ask me constantly âwould you mind turning off the internet if youâre not using itâ ( #manipulation #control ) . I did ( #fawn-response ) .
Years later, she is resigned to the idea that it can be left on continually. Iâm so privileged.