I’m posting anon just due to the fact he has an account and I’m not sure how much he gets on. My husband has become a horrible person. I’m 36 weeks pregnant and he tell me all the time I’m just fat and he won’t touch me no matter how much I beg and plead. He goes out of his way to make me hate my body but then tells me he wants to cuddle and spend time with me. But when I try he ignores me completely right after he says to cuddle. He can’t hold onto a job anymore and has opened his own account and drained our joint account leaving me with all the kids and not a penny for diapers for our toddler. He has opened his own phone account spending the money we do have on things he doesn’t need like speakers wireless headphones new clothes. He was working out of town for a little while and did all of that. He has become so abusive physically. He is constantly shoving me aside. Telling me he will drag my fat ass by the hair upstairs to pack my shit while holding my hair. Breaking my phones so I don’t call the cops and then making sure I don’t leave the house or if he leaves I have to go with him so he knows I’m not using a cell phone. He’s recently choked me and slapped me accidentally hitting our toddler. He’s actually choked our dog for whining because she’s a puppy! He’s constantly telling me to get the f out of his house because wveryrhign is his. Im a med student and I’m on maternity leave. When I met him he had a truck and a mattress and was living with his dad and I never used that against him. Tonight he picked the dog up by her neck (she’s only 5 pounds) and threw her against a wall so I raised up and said you could have hurt her more you need to calm down and just go to bed and he grabbed a pillow and told me this is why I want nothing to do with your ass. He’s become verbally abusive to the older two boys calling them names threatening them and teaching them horrible things. He’s not on drugs I dipped his urine with a med kit (I’m a nurse). Every time I pack to leave he threatens me with the kids about how he is goifn to take them from me because I can’t work due to having a c section in 25 days. He smashes my phones all the time. I don’t know what else to do. I didn’t have much of a family growing up so when I ask for help I get told I’m not a homeless shelter for you and your kids after them seeing the bruises on my body. Maybe I just needed to vent at this point u til I figure it out. Im not perfect but who deserves this treatment. I’m just so lost. Hurt. Scared for my kids and myself.