Why it's hard to leave/make him go:
He doesnt work so he's home all day, sitting on ebay buying and buying and buying...
He will make a few civil requests that get me through the day ; "can you put the kettle on,please" then five mins. later add "you're verging on the mentally ill if you can't remeber something I asked you to do less than 5 minutes ago"
It's a daily battlefield with occassional ceasefires, conversations are up-ended within minutes even if they begin harmlessly; I ask him to move his houseplants that are breeding fruit-flies out of my kitchen, he has a go, I wait a week and ask again,wait another week, finally fed up watching my kitchen swarm (not literally)about 10 flies but that's enough so he responds by calling me a C and he will 'pulverise my skull' and 'beat me to a pulp' if I keep going on about it. He calls me the C-swear word instead of my name, says "Hey, C, are you listening to me, that's your name isn't it ; C*", etc.
I wondered if I should have a private psychiatric report done on me, to prove to him that I'm not insane or whatever he thinks I am, then I think, he'll only dismiss the report as fake, or proof I doubt my own sanity if I resorted to this, or the shrink doesn't realise how manipulative I am and that I faked the assessment...
Rationally, I know I shouldn't begin to doubt my own sanity, because then I might actually be losing it, but lately I can't even talk to people, mums in the park, shopgirls,at the bus stop, whatever, like a normal person would, instead of chatting away lightly, I begin to get a bit panicky wondering if they think I'm weird or they can intuit my home situation, inevitably, they pick up these vibes - women anyway - and feel uncomfortable, thus further digging my own grave.
All because he says that everyone thinks I'm strange and 'not normal' and that I'm even 'socially inept' with my own family. (I talk to my mum and sisters on the phone about once a fortnight, visit once or twice a year, they live 200 miles away, they were at birth of my daughter, we talk about anything,..how is ths 'inept? whereas he has been exiled from his own family and his own brother took him to court 3 years ago).
I have a nice winter coat from M&S on, an expensive trendy buggy,I used to shop at Waitrose, my hair is immaculate, I'm polite and courteous, my nails are clean, yet he has made me now nearly 99% convinced I'm in a waking hallucinating state, even if he read my posts on here he would say "proof you're insane, it's all fiction", funny how all his friends are on anti-depressant drugs except me, 2 are psychotic, 2 met at a funny farm, 1 is a manic depressive, all very intelligent yes ex-uni crowd etc and here am I having gone through surely worse than them yet havent resorted to pills (nor will I), yet he says Im the most damaged of them all.
I am detachedly aware that I may have been traumatised by what's happened over the last 5 years, but am refusing to accept it because if I see a shrink about it, I might crack and that could affect my ability to bring up my daughter.