rebuildingmyself27's Journal

Today I ended up having my boyfriend move out of my house. We have been together for almost two years, and after getting divorced almost five years ago and finding R three years later the past two years seemed to give me inspiration of hope. We had our good times and bad, and I really did feel for a while there that he was the one. Then, over the past few months things have gotten real bad, he has said some really hurtful things, and today was the last straw. We got into an argument and he threw my son (not his biological child) at a wall, mind you the boy is 6, and then he threw me into a dresser. He admitted to saying he felt bad over throwing my son and mentioned nothing of how he treated me. I told him to leave and he wouldnt so I brought a friend over and got a sitter for my son so he would not have to endure the act. He was beligerant but after a few hurtful words finally packed an overnight bag and left. I know it is going to be hard, because he still has to come back and get the rest of his stuff, and I am so torn because I do care for him yet I know this relationship will go nowhere and after what he did today, I need to protect my child. I just hope I can be successful in this new journey of rebuilding myself again!