Ive been awake since three am. This morning I read an old post I'd written, I've nc since then.
I can't believe I took him back. I fell for his shit yet again and boy am I paying for it.
My previous thread was about admitting I'm in an emotionally abusive relationship. I ended it the same day and made him leave, within weeks we were back together. I tried to fight how I felt but I wasn't strong enough. I tried not to fight my instincts, my gut was screaming don't do it, but my heart was broken and it felt like only he could mend it.
I listened to his promises to change. I gradually started to believe we could make it work. He didn't move back in, but he was the man I fell in love with once again. Kind attentive, funny, soba more than he was drunk, supportive. This gave him a perfect platform to start a different kind of abuse. Emotional blackmail, I didn't see it coming.
He did well, I'll give him that, overnight he became the victim, I became the bad one.
Eventually I couldn't take it anymore, how hard his life had become, because of me so I agreed to let him back. Bam hello to the old version of him again. The version that disapproved of everything I did / said/ thought/ felt. The version that I just couldn't make happy, unless i offered 100% compliance. The version that called me names, lied to me and tried to control every thought I had.
I told him I was done. I couldn't go back to that, the deal was off I didn't want him back. I got to see a new version of him.
The version that beat me. The version that locked me in the house and said he was going to kill me. The version that screamed at me that he hated me. The version that smashed glasses and threw food at me. The version that then kicked me out onto the street a broken, bruised mess. The middle of the night, with no money, nowhere to go and no coat.
I found strength from somewhere, I called the police, I pressed charges. I'm going to sit in court with my head held high and tell everyone what he did to me. I'm in therapy and I've managed to go back to work. I've made contact with old friends and I'm building my life back to what is was, what I was before I met him.
Some days I cope, others I cry.
Some nights I sleep, others i dream
Some days I go to work and do a good job, some days it's an achievement just to make myself walk into the office.
Sometimes I laugh at a joke, sometimes I hurt so much my heart burns.
I know I'll get there, but this path is one I wouldn't wish my worse enemy to walk.
To anyone who is in an abusive relationship get out, now, as soon as you can.
They don't change
They will damage you
They will try to destroy you
Take back the control by loving yourself more than your abuser hates you
They are incapable of love or change
They will hurt you
They will become violent
There is nothing you can do to fix them
They will take you bit by bit until there's nothing left