I've been in this relationship with him for two years and some odd months, when we first got together every thing was fine, I admit it was fast how we manged to say I love you to each other. We made our relationship official but I was a little uneasy about it then, I just figured it's early to be thinking absurd thoughts about him when I don't know him, after a couple weeks he scared me, I know I'm very annoying sometimes and I like to push people's buttons, but I had never been in a possible domestic violence situation. I decided it was nothing and let it go, when we moved in together since I've been on my own since I was 15, I was 18, him 21, when we decided to do so, we were living as roommates with some people and things got bad then, I was so scared but I couldn't leave or do anything, I used all the money I had and bought us a car, he out two holes in the windshield being mad and yelling at me, and he always threw things or said some spiteful hateful shit about how I didn't do this or that correctly. I was tired then, but sex was a must for me to help me cope I guess, we would have sex and I'd feel a little better but then things would start up again the arguments the BS all of it. It seemed like I was living with a crybaby, I thought to my self then I'm just being a inconsiderate ass hole, he's never had to live my life the way I have, he's sheltered give him a break and teach him. I though about leaving him early on after four months but then I got pregnant, I was so scared since him not being able to control his anger around me or with him self we were kicked out on the street for a month, I found out when I took a test as we were staying in a hotel. I was so welled up with joy but I was also subconsciously afraid of the relationship lasting, I did my best by my little baby but after 13 weeks, I and my BF were childless. It strained me and hurt me so bad and our relationship got even more harder to deal with. I loved him then and do now but things keep going down hill from then till now, I have so many issues now that are coming up about abuse at home and he's so umreceptive and uncaring that it hurts. He's done one thing that I hate so much that hurt was he told another girl he was working with that he liked her more than a friend, I was so devestated. Then at that point I felt useless, ugly, fat, unworthy, and stupid. I still feel those things, I'm still with him but I'm trying hard to wonder if I'm the issue if he is if I should work it out with him or what? I mean I hate to even have sex with him and any time I want to I feel like I'm forcing him. I just hurt so bad from all the shit, and there is only a handful or good memories that are run over by all the bad. I mean is it worth it? Is lesson in love and patience? A test? Do I love him? Can redo the last two years? I'm just in a horrible spot and need to do something because I crave to be happy and in love with whom I share my bed with but it just seems like it isn't working. What are your ideas on what I should do.