My partner broke it off with me for the third time (I know, what a mug) at the end of February. He said I could stay in the house ‘for as long as you want’ (it belongs to his family) I didn’t go back to my parents, because the sheer humiliation of going back and forth is making me feel like shit. Plus we have a child and animals, I just couldn’t face it. I’m not very strong, and I think it’s because I’ve had the stuffing knocked out of me so much. Then I couldn’t go home as my parents are elderly, and I’m a key worker so felt I would be putting them at risk. So I’ve been stuck in this ‘limbo’. I slept with him one night because I’m daft and tbh, I’ve felt so down and alone quarantined away from family and friends. He then reverted to acting like I was a bit of the furniture again. Things have been mostly civil, and fine since. Then over the past week he started kissing me, and I let him, I thought things were changing for the better. Then he went cold again, and he’s been constantly messaging on his phone. Like literally every couple of minutes. He guards it with his life, if our daughter is watching YouTube he will take it off her if I walk in the room. I asked him who he was messaging and he said ‘none of your business’ I asked was he seeing someone and he denied it but said ‘if I was it’s nothing to do with you, and if you don’t like it get out of my house’ he knows I have nowhere to go at the moment and holds that over me if we argue. When I got home from a night shift this morning my photograph of me holding our newborn, had been taken off the picture shelf behind the sofa and hidden facing the wall behind a large vase on the other side of the room. I think he might have had who he’s messaging round. I know you all will read this and think he’s horrible so why am I bothered, but I’m so hurt. He called me a cunt when I confronted him, and said if I didn’t leave his house he would throw me out. I’ve hardly slept all day and I have another night shift tonight. I can’t stop crying, I’m so upset and feel so alone