All he did to me...He did to her too

As I told my counsellor recently, it wasn't the fact that he slapped and punched me, or that he gave me countless black eyes and a chipped tooth, it wasn't even when he would scream and yell and call me his "Fat Baren, Cu*t" of a wife, I didn't even really mind it when he grabbed my face and told me to say I was a stupid bitch and when I would say no he would grab my face harder and tell me to say it again and then after about 5 minutes of being "Strong" I give in and then say I'm a stupid bitch and he spits in my face, no the one thing that makes me sick and sad and angry is that all he did to me...He did to my cat, Munchkin. My little girly girl, My MunchieBear, my sweet paws. He would scream at her and throw her across the room,he would yell directly in her sensitive ears and make her so frightened that she now has anxiety and stress. Him and I got into huge fist fights becuase of how he treated her. He wouldn't treat his cat Charlie like he did my cat. I will never forgive him for it. When I finally got the courage to leave him. I took her, a suitcase full of cloths, my Bible and her cat toys and treats. We're never looking back. She's my girly girl, she brings me comfort and she's always around me.