I got a nice car, he wrecked it. I got us an apartment, he got us evicted. I try to leave, he takes my phone and my keys and locks me inside. If he sees me and my sons things packed he throws them everywhere. I wanted to go chill with my cousin and my bestfriend, he tackled me twice and locked us (me and him) in the restroom. I started talking shit so he grabbed me by my throat. When i said it was over i stopped having sex with him, he started trying to have sex with me in my sleep even after i would scream no waking our son up, squirming away and everything.Then he makes me feel guilty for wanting to leave, he makes me seem like im the bitch and i shouldnt have done this or that. Ive missed idk how many interviews or jobs because of him, somethings always wrong with mt car when i wanr ro do something but when he has things to do its fine. Crazy thing is i know this is abuse, i know i need to leave and ive built up the courage to tell my aunt ive built up the courage to leave today and my car decides to not work 😊 nobody will fix it until the morning and ill miss work. Thats my life at the moment Go figure