Hi all, I'm just looking for any advice/support/experience with explaining to friends and family that I left the father of my children because he bullied, psychologically abused and physically assaulted me to the point I was scared for my life
I get that people don't want to assume the worst, but it is so exhausting saying 'yes, it really was that bad, no there's no chance of reconciliation, I gave birth covered in bruises, he locked me in the garden in the winter when I had a panic attack at 8 months pregnant, he took my phone, threatened to kill me, smashed my head into a tiled wall 2 weeks post partum, refused me water as a breastfeeding mother etc etc'.
and thats just (some of) the obviously outrageous incidents, there was ten years of bullying and insidiously destroying my friendships, career goals and self esteem before that.
I feel like im at the lowest point in my life. I was given temporary accommodation for me and the kids which is two hours away from their school nursery, which is our only source of social support -I have mum friends there, the kids have friends, the staff are wonderful and know what we have been through. our flat is in a dodgy back alley filled with men smoking and drinking, with access only via a metal staircase which is terrifying in the rain, (I have a 2 year old and a 4 year old), broken washing machine, the furniture is disgusting and riddled with pests but we are not allowed to remove it as it is "temporary". temporary meaning anywhere from 4 weeks to 4 years, according to the council.
argh. im trying to stay focused. but .. when I see friends, and family, I find that 90% of them attempt to minimise the abuse, to reframe it as "such a shame for the children when parents don't get on", "children need their dad though, you can't cut him out of their life", "maybe you guys can work it out in therapy" etc etc
its soul destroying. after leaving and having him arrested for assault, I did facilitate monthly contact, he would come to England for 3 days and I would make plans for soft play/water parks/museums etc and we would do it as a "family". at Christmas he demanded that the children go to Ireland for two weeks and I said no, because I was concerned at his ability to look after two very young children (based on living with him and watching him "daddying") on his own. he then applied for a child arrangements order which I was served the day before Christmas, so spent the whole holiday worried sick and trying to find a lawyer (they dont work over Christmas apparently).
to sum up, we are still having legal proceedings - I was able to get legal aid as I spent all my savings on nursery fees for the children (I am entitled to free childcare but due to moving postcodes I couldn't access it). I get housing benefit to pay the 1400GBP rent on a bed bug infested shithole. if I go back to work, ALL my money will go on renting from a scum landlord thats treated us horribly, childcare fees, and legal fees to protect my children from a violent abuser.
so I am technically homeless, unemployed, single mother on benefits, and tbh I feel like people (friends and family) just kind of .. automatically dehumanise me for being in that category. I was previously a straight A student, worked hard to get a good job in STEM, came from a single parent family below the poverty line but DID manage to pull myself into a pretty good income in my late 20s. my own father had PTSD from being in the army, and later developed schizophrenia. so I didnt have a great template for family life. BUT, I have regular therapy, I study hard, I am capable of looking after myself and my children, but due to his relentless, sustained assault on my entire life, our circumstances feel utterly suffocating. I cry every day and feel more and more useless and hopeless all the time because we have been out a year and all thats happened is ive got myself into money troubles and feel more hopeless every day.
I want to tell my friends and family what has happened - because I genuinely think they would want to help if they could - but I dont know how to do it in a way that's not trauma dumping / seems needy. my children are so happy, bright, funny, kind and loving, and all the professionals who meet them say "you would never believe what they have been through". so I think this is the problem, on the surface, we are fine, capable, happy. but deep down... it's devastating
how can I tell my friends and family that the DOMESTIC VIOLENCE WAS REALLY BAD? should I? do I just accept my responsibility in creating this life for us? are 90% of my friends and family just being kinda stupid??
a few people have "got it", immediately, and said 'well done for getting out' but the vast majority of them seem to think its just a little falling out and that I am a quitter/following in my single mum's footsteps/unable to maintain a normal life.
I am on the verge of posting something like this on my Facebook / instagram (I know thats a bad idea) because I feel so unheard, and so desperate for anyone to care or help or understand. the other option seems to be writing to my friends and family individually and explaining. but again.. that just feels intense and like too much to put on other people.
writing this out HAS helped. anyone who's experienced similar or has advice please talk to me :( tia x