Hello all. I've posted about my husband before, possibly with different username. Basically, I've been living with his moods for years. I've normalised it and explained it away to other people, smoothing things over for him to minimise his behaviour.
We had a huge barny a couple of weeks ago and things have been tense, to say the least, since then. I've barely spoken to him as I've been frightened to; frightened of his reaction, frightened to say how I feel. He attacked me in bed on Thursday morning, holding me down by my face and shoulder and came in so close to my face telling me he'd kill me, that he'd cut my throat when I was asleep. This was over a piece of paper he couldn't find that he claimed I'd put away. I'd never seen the thing.
He announced yesterday he's leaving to go to his Mothers house for the foreseeable. So why am I so heartbroken? Been in touch with local DV charity and I have an appt on Wednesday. I have kept all of this in. It's not the first time he has been violent towards me but this was certainly the worst. I haven't involved the police, yet.
I can't see my life without him. He has offered me not one crumb of comfort in the past 2 weeks. Every attempt I've made to be pleasant towards him has been rebuffed. But I miss him so bloodt much and it's only going to get worse with him going. I'm watching the clock tonight thinking 'this is my last 3/2 hours with him ever' and its killing me.
Please tell me I will come out of the other side ok? I know I sound so pathetic but cannot see a way through at the minute.