@plantlife Please do not be sorry for posting, whether frequently or lengthy. Please do not be sorry for "rambling" because you are not.
We are here for you. This thread is your place to vent, ramble, put down your thoughts, panic, ask questions, get ideas, whatever.
And we actually aren't particularly kind or understanding or patient people. We are normal. Your partner is such a monster, he's got you thinking that common decency and basic compassion for people is overwhelming kindness! That's the impact psychological abuse can have - the physical isn't necessarily always the most impactful part.
I've been in exactly your position. I was with a violent, abusive, terrifying drunk who fucked with my head and had me thinking the world was far more awful than it really is.
I was paralysed with fear over leaving, even though I'd known somewhere in my heart that I needed to leave and that I wasn't safe for years. I was extremely ashamed I'd let myself get into it, let it get so bad, let it go on so long, all of that, that I minimised it and locked it away - along with myself. I was mortified at the thought of speaking to anyone about what was going on with me, out of shame, fear, and anxiety for several reasons.
I was taken away in handcuffs several times - when looking back it definitely should have been him - and now I have DV on my permanent record, even though I was 100% the victim every time.
I bear the scars of his abuse, both physically and emotionally. It got worse and worse over time, even when there were gaps of "good" times in between; the next escalation was always worse than the last.
I was nearly KILLED several times toward the end, yet I managed to convince myself (or let him convince me) that it wasn't as bad as it seemed / as bad as I'd imagined it at the time, when he was being lovely and cuddly in between.
I had ZERO confidence in myself, my thoughts, my abilities, my future, my friends and family, my community, the whole world.
I thought I needed him, and I was certain he needed me. That was the polar opposite of the truth on both counts.
Of course he used the bollocks lines of threats to hurt himself when I left, but nothing ever came of it, because that was just a ploy to control me, to make me feel guilty, to coax me back, so he didn't lose his punching bag. He never hurt himself over me, in fact he was totally fine without me, and he eventually fucked off when he realised I would never let him hurt me again.
When I got out, the vast majority of it got better almost immediately.
It took time to work his thoughts and words out of my head and replace them with my own, and it took time to trust again. It took time to get my confidence back, but I did. I got my friends and family back - which I had thought would never happen - and they were nothing but supportive, understanding, and protective. I got myself back.
It didn't happen overnight, but it absolutely happened more quickly than I'd ever thought possible.
And now I have a beautiful life, a wonderful family, a kind and loving and respectful (and even fit!) DH who would never hurt me or allow me to be hurt, lovely friends, a house way out in the gorgeous countryside with loads of trees and FIVE DOGS, and I genuinely don't even think about my abuse or my abuser at all anymore.
You can do this, and I guarantee you it will not be as bad as you anticipate! You've already done the (in my experience) hardest part, which is realising you need to leave.
Every single step is a victory, even something as seemingly "small" as washing your hair or ringing somebody. Don't be discouraged if you're not making progress as fast as you'd wish. What you're doing is one of the hardest things a person can do, so don't push yourself too far. Be proud of all you're doing, even if you don't think it's much right now.
Again, please don't apologise for posting, please whatever you do don't stop posting, and please trust that we are here for you. We want to help you. We want to hear how you're doing regardless of what's going on.
Tell us your fears, your problems, the obstacles you're facing, your progress or lack thereof. We won't be disappointed in you. The fact you're even here at all is a triumph.