I've done it again, but I mean it this time. I've ended a relationship that's been abusive for a good part of 6 years.
I remember the first time it started, we were looking at houses to rent, I liked one he didn't & we disagreed. It ended up with the papers being thrown in my face and him storming out of the room. That should of been it then shouldn't it? But I stupidly thought "maybe he's tired" maybe I wound him up. But no, that was just the start.
I used to think, when we were good we were great, but when we were badwe were horrid. But rreally, when he wasn't hitting me or getting in my face and just being normal I mistook that as being "nice". No, its normal to not have your boyfriend hit you and call you names.
He tells awful lies about me, apparently I've cheated on him, I control him, apparently I lie about everything. And best of all, apparently he does everything he can to make me happy
I've made this just so I can keep myself strong. I don't really need anybody to read it, I need it for myself. To remind me.
I met him when I was in a low place. I was 18, I'd fell out with my family andiI was sofa surfing. We met at a party and he was very confident, tookcharge, he seemed like someone iI could do to have around.
Things moved really quickly, he took me on holiday and after 4 months we moved in together. When we had the diafreement about which house to rent, I really thought it was a one off. Normal people don't fly off the handle like that do they?
I remember how things got steadily worse. At first he just got in my face. When he's 6'2 and I'm 5'2 its pretty intimidating having someone do that to you. After a while I got immune to that and it didn't bother me. So he stepped it up. The next thing was poking me in the chest. Over the next 2 years that worked its way up to him punching me in the face and dragging me around by my hair.
How ashamed I was and still am. Nobody likes to think their a wimp do they? Nobody likes to admint their frightened. I ended up doing anythingand eeverything to keep the peace.
I stopped going out with NY friends because he'd accuse me of cheating. Yet he'd still go out with his friends, not answer his phone and come backeearly hours of the morning. ( I know, says it all doesn't it )
I was getting ready to leave, I had money saved up and I was looking for houses. And then I found out I was pregnant. And everything changed, he stopped hitting me, he stopped getting in my face. He stopped going out. He was so sweet and nice to me and ibwss so happy.
Our baby ended up dying at 8 months into the pregnancy. I was heartbroken. I wanted that baby more than anything. I fell pregnant shortly after that, we had a row and I three his keys at him and walked out. Next thing I know he's running up behind me, punched me in the back of the head and when I was on the floor he started kicking me in my belly. I lost my baby a week later.
And why did I stay? I couldn't really tell you. I don't know why. I fell pregnant again but the baby didn't stay. I was heartbroken. 3 times. 3 times and none of them stayed.
Fast forward 2 year later and I was pregnant again. Ibdidnt have high hopes. He treated me nice then, but then when I was 16 weeks pregnant he attacked me and kicked me out at 3:30 in the morning. I rang the police and got him arrested, I was sick of it by then and why would he harm me knowing I was pregnant for the 4th time and I wanted this baby to stay?
I moved out then. I got my own house and I was happy. He left me alone for a few weeks. Then for whatever reason, I gave him a second chance.
He didn't hit me anymore, but he would say is said things and done things that I hadn't. He would tell me how unfit of a mum if be and he felt sorry for the baby.
By the time I moved out I knew I was done. I just didn't have the strength to go through with it properly.
Our baby is 10 weeks old now, and I've had enough. I don't want her to grow up and think this behaviour is normal. I don't want her to be me in 20 years. I want her to be happy
I need to stay strong. I'm hurting so much and it would be do much easier to just sy keys forget it, have a cuddle and carry on. I do love him, but I don'tknow why. He ddoesn't treat me nice at all
Throughout all of this I've had so many threats, threatened to rape me, threatened to stab Mr. Hell stamp on my head ext ext. Nobody would put up with Mr because I'm such a bitch. I'll never do better than him.
I know he's abusive, but I know the problem doesn't lie just with him. Its partially my own fault for ever letting it get this far. He slowly escukated the violence and I let him.
I need to keep coming back to this to remind myself to stay strong. For my baby. She deserves better than this, she didn't ask to be born and she needs to grow up in a normal environment.
I'm so upset, everybody wants the fairy tale life don't they? But it just doesn't exist. There's no such thing as a prince charming. People are monsters in human bodies