So ladies I have had a bit of time to think and realise how lucky I have been to get away from him.
I got together with him in July. Three weeks later he randomly walked off and left me in a bar to get a taxi home. Then panicked and sent me a text to say he loved me. Red flag. I didn't reply. The next day he didn't contact me. I contacted him. He blamed me saying that I had accused him of kissing a lassie in the taxi queue. Lies. Red flag.
I forgave him. The following month he finished with me because some guy had tried to dance with me. Red flag. I forgave him.
He went in holiday to Vegas. Finished with me over a comment some lad had made in my profile pic on fb. Red flag. I took him back.
December he flipped out on me because I was chatting to the bloke next to me at a poker tournament. Left horrible abusive voicemails. Red flag.
He also told me I was privileged to be with him. I slapped him. My own red flag I suppose.
We got back together. We fell out again and it was the anniversary of my brothers suicide which always messes me up. I cut my wrist very badly. Luckily my mate was there and got me to hospital.
January. Back together. House party. Everyone taking drugs. I stupidly took some. I nearly died. He vanished off the face of the earth for two days. I had a breakdown. My family hated him. Suspected he was a dealer and emotionally abusive. Controlling and I was scared to say anything he didn't like incase he flipped out on me and left.
We split. I was seriously unwell. He got back in contact and tried to convince me my family were against me. Jealous and trying to keep me unwell. I got back with him. Fell out with most of my family.
Four months later and everything was amazing. He proposed. I accepted. Thought we had turned a corner. Every day was lovely and I was happy. Until this most recent split. He was away at a pool competition. I was out with a friend. He text at two am and said he hoped I had a nice day without him telling me what to do. That he walked on eggshells around me and it was making him sick. That I could lie and slag him off some more. That I should be with someone younger that doesn't okay mind games.
I got rid of my dog because he didn't like him. He tried to cause trouble between my best mate and I. So that I would not be friends with her anymore.
He doesn't see his own kids and never paid for them. He takes cocaine and gambles. Always angry with people at work. Cuts people off when they upset him or don't do what he wants.
Ladies. What was I thinking. In my defence my crisis team think I was very unwell mentally when I met him. Due to a cancer scare my brothers suicide two bouts of pneumonia and childhood abuse that haunted me. I was very weak and just wanted to be loved and feel safe.
Today I am relieved. I am free from him. I'm angry with myself. I allowed him into my kids lives over and over again. I'm sad because of the time wasted and all the hurt of the past year. But most of all I'm hopeful. And I'd like to think a little bit wiser. I thank god for the breakdown the counselling the meds. They have helped me become the strong person I used to be.
I am expecting him to try come crawling back. Blocked his number removed him off Facebook. If he turns up at my house I will call the police.
Now I am focusing on putting that awful chapter behind me. I am beginning training as a counsellor. Hopefully qualified in two years. I am getting my home in order and socialising with the people that are good for me. I am planning little things in the future to look forward to. I am doing a lot of self help techniques for my self esteem and I am going to be just fine. It's a lovely day here. I have a nice dress on a kitten on my knee and my youngest beside me. Life is good 