ended things last night after weeks of constant stress and walking on eggshells. He would go from being incredibly loving, kind and thoughtful to ignoring me at random, going after other women and denying it/gaslighting me, being really loving again, then shouting at me and calling me awful names until I ended up apologising even though I did nothing wrong.
I know it sounds ridiculous writing it down that I didn’t leave straight away but I really love him and ending it has been one of the most difficult things I’ve ever done in my life. Part of me wants to go back on what I said even though he has been making my life completely miserable. Every day I wake up worried about how he will treat me on that day, it’s truly awful.
I suppose I just want some reassurance that I’ve made the right choice and in time I won’t feel so heartbroken. I feel like I have lost the love of my life, even though he treated me so badly, because I keep thinking back to the good parts. I know how stupid I have been