Cindy

He wanted to be explosive about it.

I tried to stop it.

I blocked him.

I tried to push it away.

I didn't want to deal with it.

It got to a point where...

I asked for the keys back to my house and he refused.

He said no, which was a bit surprising.

But it just spiraled from there and it got to a point where I had to tell my parents what was going on because I have a past with self-harm and I was getting really triggered at that point.

So I had to tell someone.

So my parents said, stop messaging him.

We will handle it.

And my dad, who worked down near where his parents lived, gave him a text and said, hey, mate, I'm coming to get the keys.

I'll see you at six.

And basically, Ted left two of the keys in the letterbox and kept the other two.

I needed to know that I was safe in that house for the remainder of, I think it was two weeks that I had left.

And the next lines of communication just kept open because of those keys.

It seemed a little calculated to me because he was aware of how I would

respond or react to behavior like that, I don't handle it well.

I can be quite reactive to stress because to me it felt like torture at that time because it was just like, why can't you just give me the keys?