The moment I realized he had no respect for me.

I obviously had other moments, just as clear moments, possibly clearer moments, that I was blind for because I loved him and my lack of life experience and growing up in a truly toxic family.

But the one moment that I thought "dude, that's just really wrong" is when I told him about my fantasy of being tied up (just arms & legs) and his response was "good then I get to do the things you don't like me to do."

ugh gross.