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I am writing this to get my story out there and to once again purge myself of the toxic nature it brings by not talking about it.
I met my ex and I was too naive to see that he was the classic abuser...he laid the charm on thick. He was interested in just about everything I was about or doing in my life. Things turned sour pretty quick...he started to verbally abuse me, calling me names, yelling etc. Then the emotional abuse started. Calling my psycho every time I came home from work and checked my finances online and proceeded to pay bills, belittling and berating me to no end. I endured nearly six months of it.
By Christmas, I had decided that enough was enough. He made a comment to my brother about both myself and sister-in-law that cemented my resolve. We were all having dinner and there was no room in our apartment for everyone to sit, so I sat on the floor. My sister-in-law sat on the floor by her own choice. My ex took one look at my brother and said "well we've got them well trained". That infuriated both of us of course and I knew there was no saving this relationship, therapy or not.
By the end of January, he had slept with a seventeen year old, wanted a relationship with her and to my relief, broke it off with me. I was still staying in the apartment as I needed to find a place to stay. Well, things went sour with the seventeen year old (surprise, surprise) and he tried to come back to me. I wasn't having it. He then proceeded to tell me that he was only testing me to see if I took the bait. HA! I was adamant and told him no that I wasn't going back to him.
The final confrontation happened a few days later. I was looking for an apartment and he came home with a girl that he met online and started to berate me. He left with her for a while and came back alone. He told me to get out now. I went around starting to pack my stuff and he held my computer hostage cause he knew I wanted to contact a friend who lives out of town to come and get me. Well, he took my computer apart and set up how own computer to MY internet connection. I was frustrated and asked him if I could use his computer to contact my friend because I didn't want to call LD on his phone and within a couple I will be out of his hair. He then changed his mind and said I could stay until I found a place of my own. Well I wasn't going to subject myself to him any longer. I told him no, that I want out. It kept up, back and forth until he said "get the cock out of your ear I said you can stay". I couldn't take anymore abuse from him, I exploded. I turned and slapped him across the face. I am not an aggressive person, but I couldn't handle it anymore. He broke me and did it well. He then put me to the floor and threatened to put me in the hospital. He called the cops and by default, I was arrested. With farther investigation on their part, they found out that I had a clean record and he had the record for violent behavior. I wasn't charged. I was free of him....
Two weeks later I found out that I was pregnant.
My daughter is now three months old and I would never let him in her life because I fear for both of our safety.
Well now, to this day, he still has his hold on me. I am basically a prisoner in my own home, afraid to leave in fear that he will see me with my daughter and start to cause trouble. This is where I need help the most...to take my life back for the sake of my daughter.
I met my ex and I was too naive to see that he was the classic abuser...he laid the charm on thick. He was interested in just about everything I was about or doing in my life. Things turned sour pretty quick...he started to verbally abuse me, calling me names, yelling etc. Then the emotional abuse started. Calling my psycho every time I came home from work and checked my finances online and proceeded to pay bills, belittling and berating me to no end. I endured nearly six months of it.
By Christmas, I had decided that enough was enough. He made a comment to my brother about both myself and sister-in-law that cemented my resolve. We were all having dinner and there was no room in our apartment for everyone to sit, so I sat on the floor. My sister-in-law sat on the floor by her own choice. My ex took one look at my brother and said "well we've got them well trained". That infuriated both of us of course and I knew there was no saving this relationship, therapy or not.
By the end of January, he had slept with a seventeen year old, wanted a relationship with her and to my relief, broke it off with me. I was still staying in the apartment as I needed to find a place to stay. Well, things went sour with the seventeen year old (surprise, surprise) and he tried to come back to me. I wasn't having it. He then proceeded to tell me that he was only testing me to see if I took the bait. HA! I was adamant and told him no that I wasn't going back to him.
The final confrontation happened a few days later. I was looking for an apartment and he came home with a girl that he met online and started to berate me. He left with her for a while and came back alone. He told me to get out now. I went around starting to pack my stuff and he held my computer hostage cause he knew I wanted to contact a friend who lives out of town to come and get me. Well, he took my computer apart and set up how own computer to MY internet connection. I was frustrated and asked him if I could use his computer to contact my friend because I didn't want to call LD on his phone and within a couple I will be out of his hair. He then changed his mind and said I could stay until I found a place of my own. Well I wasn't going to subject myself to him any longer. I told him no, that I want out. It kept up, back and forth until he said "get the cock out of your ear I said you can stay". I couldn't take anymore abuse from him, I exploded. I turned and slapped him across the face. I am not an aggressive person, but I couldn't handle it anymore. He broke me and did it well. He then put me to the floor and threatened to put me in the hospital. He called the cops and by default, I was arrested. With farther investigation on their part, they found out that I had a clean record and he had the record for violent behavior. I wasn't charged. I was free of him....
Two weeks later I found out that I was pregnant.
My daughter is now three months old and I would never let him in her life because I fear for both of our safety.
Well now, to this day, he still has his hold on me. I am basically a prisoner in my own home, afraid to leave in fear that he will see me with my daughter and start to cause trouble. This is where I need help the most...to take my life back for the sake of my daughter.
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