I’m an abuser but not of people or living things ….(I hope) but of inanimate objects. To tell you the truth I bet if you look at yourself in the mirror you would see this abusive trait clinging to your skin. If you don’t believe me ask your toilet how they feel about this relationship where the only resolution occurs with a flush and then is repeated over and over again. Yes, I know this disgusts you but imagine the other end of the seat. Oh, you think I’m being cruel well ask your chair who experiences all types of pain even the gaseous type when you just sit on it. That chair was sitting minding its own business until you had to enter their life. Trust me this is just the tip of the iceberg you create when entering an inanimate object’s life. Yes, I and you are inanimate abusers and probably won’t stop until we are six feet under. Come to think of it that coffin must not really our company. Abuser even past our time.