But I've read an awful lot of threads about abusive husbands. And imagining what my thread would look like, imagining your replies, knowing what you would say (because I've read the same threads over and over, and even dished out advice I wasn't ready to take myself) finally gave me the courage to leave.
The DCs and are are crammed in my mums spare room. For a while my life will be a topsy turvey mess but I don't care.
Because no man is ever going to hit me again.
So thank you. From the bottom of my heart.