I guess i'm just wondering if anyone has had to deal with a jealous lover before? Along with the physical and mental abuse that comes with that. You see i'm feeling pritty empty and alone right now, and i really need someone to talk to about this. I've lost everything, except my job and which im just burying myself deeper and deeper in to fill the void; but cracks are beginning to show in my mental health and i can't quite seem to pull through this and move on.

Ill give you a bit of a brief history of events in cronological order-

Met Danielle, instantly fell in love, the best thing that had ever happened to me (at the time)
She would question me constantly about what i found attractive about her.
She became paranoid about a friendship i had with another girl.
We moved in together
She began to interrogate me indepth about previous relationships, graphic details (describing sex, size of vagina, breasts etc)
I would have to leave the flat for breathing space, she wouldn't let me back in, calling me all the names under the sun, eventually i would be let in and she would keep an argument going until the early hours of the morning... then have to go to work in the morning
This became, without exageration a daily routine for about a year.
When i got to work she would phone me up every lunch time and twice in between. To check up on me.
She would bully me, and infer that i was trying it on with some of the receptionists. She would tell me she hated me and that i was a piece of sh*t and thati was treating her badly.
I started a uni course one day a week in another city, and she would turn up unexpectidly outside my classes to see if i was with aother girl. Whenever i was not in her company i could be sure to recieve a phonecall from her.
She quit her job, and i became sole provider for about 6months, whilst she built up debts that i often helped pay off.
She is now going through bancrupcy and being evicted from her flat, for which she blames me.
I stopped going out or getting in contact with anyone but my parents now for about a year and a year, and have been unable to make new friends for about 2 years because she made it impossible for me.
She became physically violent towards me, and my cats. She strangled me, i would not fight back. She threw glasses at me, threatened me with knives, bit me kicked me, scratched me, she even tore chunks of flesh from the inside of my mouth.
I had to call the police on here one time, because i feared for my life. I left her for a short time, but i felt so empty, and had become completely under her control. I clung on to the hope that she would realise what she was doing was wrong and become that girl i fell in love with again, but those glimpses of that danielle were few and far between.
I eventually realised that she no longer cared for me, i don't think she was ever capable of that. She was only after money and sex, i realise that now, as when we broke up she started to blackmail me by trying to force my own family against me, and embarressing me infront of the people i work with. I never gave her a penny this time.

On a final note, she had been adopted as a child, and to an extent this is where her insecurity stemmed from; but i don't doubt for one second that she played on that... Theres no excuse for domestic abuse.

Please, please get in contact if you have a similar story to tell. I would like very much to here from you, especially if you are at the stage where you have moved on, and are getting your life back together. I would be happy to offer advice myself, but don't know how much help i can be.

Thanks for getting this far and reading my story, Mike