emotions keep swinging around.
mostly i feel fine. i wish i could describe it, not happy, not yet relieved, but i do feel good that its all over
i feel cheated out of a few years of my life. sad especially that i have to start from square one, having wanted a marriage and family - but that would have been a nightmare with him, and i know it.
my experience with police in the past has been bad, but the officers tonight were fab. one a bit harsh, i think he thought i needed some sense, but hes probably right. he kept repeating our ages (big gap) along the lines of "right, hes X, and youre Y, theres obviously something wrong with him, and you mustnt go back."
and there was an amazingly kind stranger, who witnessed it, she spoke like she had training in DV, she sat with me and rubbed my back and hugged me, asked me questions, made sure i had a safety plan, asked about his abuse, stayed with me through all the aftermath and until i was able to leave.
it helped me be sure, too. so many in my life havent understood it. sometimes its hard to believe. sometimes i'd worry that i read too much on mumsnet, that it was warping my perception, that his behaviors were not as bad as i blieved. but strangers recognised it, in the real world, and urged me to leave
i keep bawling. i'm not sad its over, but i'm sad. i wish i didnt have thoughts of him and how hes doing. i wish it could end like a normal, adult, relationship, two people coming to the conclusion it isnt working, not with dramatic explosiveness and having to hide. i believe in ending things on good notes. that's something that always hits me - the desire to just have a normal break-up. be able to chat politely, have a vague idea of how the other is doing. in the past, hes always been full on, if we broke up, he was either harassing me, sweetness and please forgive me, or saying we could never talk again ever and i would never know what became of him. that's not normal, right? breaking up with someone you cared deeply about, no matter how angry you are, you want them to be ok too, you cant shut off the part that cared for another being so long, right? he's wished me dead. it's just words, but something i would never do - no matter how horribly he treated me i would never wish him dead, (i did somtimes had the same thought of him just not returning from work, but i think it's a different thing to imagine that escape than truly wish them dead after) and i still care about him as a person, i want him living - yet i do believe he wants me dead.
im just rambling on and probably will a lot here. what i keep coming back to, what im truly sad about, is the unfairness of it all. which sounds horribly immature, such is life and all, but i just feel cheated out of so much, ive been treated as no one should be, i do think i deserve better and its unfair these things happened, it makes me sad and angry and disappointed with myself and all sorts
and thank you all.
im sure i cant say it enough. these threads and all of mumsnet have given me courage. and i value so much the responses to my posts and reading others' experiences.