I nearly left. Then I didn’t. I don’t even know how I didn’t, I just didn’t. I found a new house for me and the kids. I convinced myself i had no choice and I was going to leave, it would be for the best. But then I just didn’t.
It is hopeless. I feel hope;less. He is not doing enough, or anything in fact to change the way he is. t will never change and yet here I am. Pathetic and weak, but most of all terrified. Terrified of leaving but terrified of staying.