But would you guide them out knowing you’ll die and they’ll be left forever in the care of an abuser?
I spent years in an abusive relationship believing that I was the problem. He was wonderful, a saint, had an extremely ‘big job’. Pillar of the community. People constantly told me how lucky I was. He told me that I had unreasonable expectations. Everything I did was wrong. I became depressed. All my problems were down to my depression. Work was too stressful. It would be better for me to give up my career and stay at home for the sake of the children and my mental health.
I had no money. I had no interaction with anyone outside the home. If we had visitors, he was the doting husband. My family adored him. They didn’t witness the constant criticism. He never shouted at me or raised his voice. He was lovely to me in front of the children but as soon as they left the room he would start. I never knew what would come next. He would demand a list of my ex partners and interrogate me on what I’d done in bed with them, asking me a million questions and trying to catch me out. Then he’d stonewall me for weeks, tell me what a dirty slut I was and how I repulsed him. That’s just one example.
I genuinely believed for YEARS that it was just me being weak and mentally ill.
Eventually I confided in my Mum that I wanted to leave and needed her help (she had room for us and I had no money). I told her how he treated me, the mental torture, how he would suggest I commit suicide. How he stayed out at night (I suspected correctly that he was with other women). How he’d sexually assaulted me numerous times. All of it.
She told me that I was ungrateful. Didn’t exH stay out because he was working so hard to give me the wonderful life that I have? Isn’t being sexually available the least lucky women like me should do for their husbands? (This was after I’d just told her about him anally raping me). She couldn’t understand why I was telling lies about him. She rang exH and they had me put in a psychiatric unit.
Once I got out, I felt I had no option but to put up and shut up. None of my family were talking to me because I was a wicked, evil bitch. I lasted 4 years until I had gathered enough proof of his behaviour and kicked him out.
He had 50:50 custody to begin with. He alienated my eldest (who was 8) against me and got full custody of him. I got full custody of the younger children. I lost everything, but losing my son was the worst thing that has ever happened to me. He didn’t speak to me for around 15 years.
Abused women need support. It is impossible to leave without it, and for most women that support isn’t there. It’s all well and good for a friend to tell you to LTB, and consider that ‘support’. Are they going to offer you a home? Or be there when he’s coming round breaking your windows and threatening to torch your house? And then the police don’t believe you because of his glowing reputation?
So judge away, you’ve got no idea.