It is horrible facing the possibility of not being loved by anyone at all...I'm there right now, there isn't anyone in the world except possibly my dad, who actually loves me - and the kids of course, but they can't help it - and yes it hurts sometimes and is lonely sometimes.
But I would never, never ever swap being here for being 'loved' by an abusive man. Anything is better than that.
I chose this path, chose (with support) to ditch the bastard I was with - who was no wya as bad as this one, by the sound of it - in order to be free of fear, and free of feeling like I was treading on eggshells.
Tbh it was flattering when he came round desperate to get abck together, full of empty little soundbites and unsubstantiated promises to change, if I would only 'trust him a tiny bit' - I even considered calling his bluff (though my feelings had long gone by now - zero respect for someone like that, and no respect makes love nigh on impossible) and saying 'come on then, ask me to marry you, and I might consider it' - I wondered if indeed i would be won over and having that sort of control would be alright in a weird kind of way. He was basically saying anything I wanted to hear.
But of course morally that wouldn't have been great, I couldn't stand to be near him or touched by him any more, and the posturing was all a farce. Anyone could see he didn't mean a word of it - his mum had sent him round I think.
I blew him off and never saw him again. They don't like women with boundaries, they only go for the type they know they can bully or manipulate. If you laugh them off, they go and find someone else to target.
It's amazing what a bit of confidence can achieve, and what it shows up when you shine that ultra violet ray on their promises and they vanish into thin air.
But I needed support and got it, I needed someone's permission to leave him, and Thank God I got that too...I was failing otherwise, in my own mind. I needed someone to tell me they needed/wanted me to ditch him, first. Once they had done so it was easy.