- 8 years ago
- Wedding: February 2013 - Colonial Country Club, Ft. Myers, FL
I was with my ex-bf for 3 years. He was emotionally and occasionally physicially abusive to me. I moved in with him when his roomate up and left without paying rent/bills, to help him financially. I never wanted to move in with him, but he made me feel like I didn’t have a choice (stupid, I know). I was 100% supportive when he decided he wanted to be a cop. He didn’t make much money while in the academy, so I was supporting much of the household. When he had appendicitis, I stayed with him and took care of him around the clock.
He was jealous and always tried to dissuade me from seeing my friends. Anytime I visited family members or friends, he would be texting me constantly accusing me of cheating on him.
When I got laid off from my job, I had a really hard time finding work and was unemployed for maybe 6 months. Any money that he earned was “his money” and he said he could spend it anyway he pleased and I had no say. He was spending his money on comic books and frivolous things, meanwhile we had no food in the house and the rent was always 2 weeks late. Yet, when it was me supporting the house, I wasn’t allowed to treat myself to anything because we had to pay bills.
I finally found a job, and one day leaving the house for work, I tripped and fell down the stairs, breaking my ankle. I screamed for help for 20 minutes before crawling up the stairs. Instead of asking if I was okay, he immediately started yelling at me.
It wasn’t long after this, maybe a few weeks, when he broke up with me via text message, and kicked me out of our apt. He told me that he didnt want to take care of me and I was just a burden to him. After all I had done for him over the years, nothing was good enough. I had no where to go, a broken ankle and on crutches and minimal funds.
I decided to move in with my sister, who lived here in Florida, until I could get back on my feet (literally and figuratively). I went back to school, learned to drive, I got a job I really enjoy, I bought my own car and met my now Fiance.
We live together now in a beautiful home that is OURS. He is wonderful and sweet, he is financially responsible, dependable, a gentleman (he still opens door for me!) treats me like a queen, he cooks and always has dinner ready for me when I get home, and he is even paying for most of the wedding, because he wants it to be the wedding of my dreams.
My ex had tried several times after I moved away to get me back, saying he made a mistake. He only wanted me back because I was successful now and had a career, a car and a home. His entire family and all his friends alienated him because they found out how horribly he treated me. He even started stalking me via phone and email. I told him that I wanted nothing to do with him. I told him that I hope he is miserable for a long time, because then he will know how I suffered his abuse.
But, I will say this…if it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have been forced to move away and start over. Now I have the greatest life I could ask for. For that, I thank him. But I still hope he stays miserable 🙂
I am happy for you and that you have a wonderful man in your life! Anyone that has suffered a bad relationship deserved to knw what a good one feels like! Congrats to you!!!