When I met my husband he was charming, romantic, confident & totally different to any other man I'd met. Soon after this he became increasingly demanding and threatening towards my (mostly) male friends, he would accuse me of having affairs, and forced me to choose him over them to prove he was more important to me. he would get drunk and high & call one he was particularly fixated on, leaving horrible threatening voice messages, even months and months after I stopped having contact with him. He would send friend requests to my friends on Facebook, if they accepted he would often hassle them if they 'liked' or commented on a picture of mine, and if they didn't accept his request (which was fair enough-they'd never met!) he would be furious. Fast forward a few years, all the friends I'd made in the time that I'd moved to the UK (I didn't grow up here) have pretty much disappeared, he'd get drunk & high before events & then act so embarrassingly...we stopped getting invited and I stopping initiating. I quit my job to work on my own business, something I'd been working towards for years, but instead I ended up helping him with his & then falling pregnant. His drug habit got worse, he wouldn't come home for days, and then when he finally did he was so messed up I was terrified of him, he'd yell non stop & have incoherent conversations with himself. I had a scare during the pregnancy where I hadn't feel the baby move for some time, he was at work & I told him I was worried and that I'd like to go to hospital together to check it out when he got home. It got late, by the time he arrived home he was so drunk & in no state to go to the hospital, but he couldn't see that. I refused to let him come & so the whole time I was there he called me constantly asking where I was. When I got home he suggested that I hadn't even gone to the hospital & that instead I was having an affair, I even took photos of myself hooked up to the monitors because I'd gotten used to 'proving' everything I do. He said he would shoot me if i left him. After that I did try to leave, but due to the late stage of the pregnancy and the visit to hospital I was advised it wasn't safe to fly back to my parents in my country of birth. When our eldest was born I hoped that he would stop taking drugs & drinking but it didn't alter his behaviour at all. He would come home around midnight most days, sleep in late & do the same again, leaving me to figure out how to look after our baby all on my own (neither of us have family in the UK) he would complain that the house was never clean and say I was a terrible wife & that I really needed to learn how to make him happy. I was completely exhausted with a baby that wouldn't sleep & a husband that wouldn't lift a finger, but I still kept things running. On weekends he would stay up even later & sporadically come into the bedroom asking to have sex, saying it would be the only way he could switch off and sleep, he would come into bed & touch me, which made my skin crawl. id say no, he'd eventually go away annoyed, but then come back, in the end I'd give in just so I could have some peace (our baby was co sleeping with us at that stage, so between nighttime feeds and this I'd get barely any sleep. He pushed me once when drunk & I fell quite badly, police were called and he was given a caution as at the time I didn't want to press charges. He stopped drinking and taking drugs close to a year ago now, a few months before our 2nd baby was born. For the most part he has been a more hands on father with baby two & in general things have been much better. However, when he gets stressed he falls back into being mean, unreasonable and selfish. Baby has had a few health issues & has been under consultant care since he was 5 weeks old. He reacts severely to food through my breast milk, and so I've been on an extremely limited diet to keep him healthy. Baby occasionally gets sick & projectile vomits, any time this happens my husband screams at me, (never shows any concern for baby & focussed only on making me feel terrible) calls me a bad mother & tells me all I am allowed to consume was water, fruit & veg. He even went through the cupboards & took all my 'safe' treat foods out and threw them in the bin. He works 4 days a week & on his days off he shuts himself In our bedroom and sleeps till midday. I have to tip toe into our bedroom to put our baby down when it's time for him to nap, he often cries before settling off to sleep but when this happens my husband yells at me to take him out of the room, annoyed that I'm disrupting him. The children always come second to him & he never thinks about what he can do for or with them, never prepares them food, tells me to put more clothes on them if he thinks they're cold (doesn't do it himself despite me labelling the wardrobe so it would be really easy for him to find particular clothing) when he finally gets up he mostly spends his time sitting in front of the TV, or working on his motorbikes. He's obsessed with his country of birth (different to mine)& takes any opportunity to say it's the greatest country & will one day take over the world. He constantly criticises the UK (and not just in a political way) his children are British & he's made a comfortable life for himself here, I can't understand how he can be so disrespectful. He talks of wars 100years ago where his country decimated my ancestors, and uses that to scare me/put me down. He never acknowledges my nationality or heritage when referring or talking to our children. There is so much more but I have written more than enough. I'm just so worn down & I don't know what to do. I had an anxiety attack last week after he yelled at me over nothing. He left for work & I just suddenly couldn't breathe, I was lying on the floor with my youngest next to me crying, I was so close to passing out & I just felt awful that I couldn't hold or comfort my baby. I managed to call an ambulance & things were fine in the end, but the whole event really shook me. Despite all these issues I'm still really torn with what to do. On one hand I want to leave and take my boys away from this toxic situation, but I have no family or friends to go to. I do not qualify for benefits due to my visa, I cannot go to a refuge. My only place to go is my parents who live on the other side of the world, so that's not an option either. On the other hand I really think he needs help to deal with his anger issues & his whole outlook on life seems skewed towards the negative...I wonder if it sounds like he has a particular psychological condition? When he's good we have great times together & he can be a totally a doting father. It breaks my heart that I'm thinking I need to take the boys away, am I completely naive thinking there is a chance he could change & we can be happy family? If you've read this far thank you! I think it's just built up I needed to get things out, if anyone has thoughts or advice or anything I'm all ears. x