I’ve been in a relationship for the past 6.5 years which is, I now realise, abusive. Last week I was away on a work trip, didn’t reply to a message within ten minutes, and he blew up my phone saying I was cheating and that he was going to hide microphones to prove it. At the weekend he started an argument in front of his children and our toddler because I wouldn’t agree to never see friends without him present. He then gave me the silent treatment all weekend and said I wasn’t allowed to speak to him. Meeting his pre-teen daughter’s eyes in the rear-view mirror as I was silently crying whilst driving us all home from the cinema trip I planned and paid for broke my heart. This kind of stuff has happened regularly since we had our child (along with his alcoholism and him cheating), but I’ve tried to smooth things over.
I have just found out I’m pregnant and after this weekend, something has snapped. I’m done. He wants me to have an abortion, of course, but I’m not going to. I can afford to raise two and always wanted two.
So, he will try to make my life Hell, but he already does. I’m free. I feel such relief.