I left.
I use a wheelchair following an accident. I also have chronic pain.
I was working part time. It had been then years since my accident. We bought in quite a lot of help - cleaners etc.
I left because he hurt our daughter quite badly and when I spoke to him about it I thought he was going to hurt me. I called the police to protect us.
We moved out to hotel then airbnb. A friend let us stay in their house while they were overseas with family for six months.
It was very very hard. The hardest time of my life. If I didn't do it nobody did. One time we were out of food and I was tired but we needed food so I went to the shop and literally collapsed on the pavement outside it with exhaustion.
He was very upset we left. He developed a story in his head that we were doing it just to spite him and he had never hurt anyone.
To protect my daughter who had panic attacks and nightmares at the thought of of him (and was also on diazepam and anti anxiety drugs from the psychiatrist she had to see afterwards) I wouldn't let him see or talk to her but the price for that was letting him rant at me.
I developed anxiety myself. He put trackers on our cars and threatened to come round whenever he felt like it.
I had to keep working because otherwise we had no money for rent or food. I started having stomach aches and headaches. It developed to having panic attacks at work.
We got divorced and that was a story in itself. I bought a new house for cash. Moving when you are disabled is tricky. I was pushing myself physically way beyond what I should have done.
In the end I had a breakdown. My disability is now much worse and I have severe mental health problems (anxiety, panic attacks, dissociation and functional neurological disorder) as well now.
I can't work at all now.