I guess I just need to get this out there and don't really know why I am typing it here, but it might be because I feel that you guys will understand me. But regardless, here is my story.

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I used to be a big PUA enthusiast and would hammer Tinder and just sleep with anything with a vagina. Until I got oneitis. And man I fell hard. We were together for 4 years and I should have noticed the red flags from the start. She was constantly hot then cold and always critiqued everything I did. After about 4 months she broke it off with me and I was devastated. Until 2 weeks later she called me asking her back. I forgave her and we moved in. About 2 months later we moved in together.

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When we moved in together she was emotionally, mentally and physically abusive. She would constantly belittle me and what I learnt was later called stonewalling. She would pick arguments and then when I tried to solve the problem refuse to talk to me. This would get me really upset and I would often just sit in the bathroom in and cry. Of course if she heard me she would tell me to "man up". I literally did everything I possible could to 'change' and become the man she wanted but nothing was ever good enough. In those 6 months I gained almost 20 kilos, and would later gain another 20. I am now trying to lose all of the weight I gained.

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We moved out of that apartment and into a house. By this time I was in deep and incredibly committed and this is where the physical abuse started. She would glass me and punch me, even tried to stab me. The worst it got was when she had had enough and tried to kick me out of the car like an hour from or house. I refused so she began to punch me. I got out and walked home and by the time I got home she had convinced everybody I had attacked her and I then had to apologise to her family. We then began to want to save for a family and decided to move in with her parents. I worked long days and was barely home, but of course all of the mess around the house, the bills and everything was always my fault. When I wasnt working I was doing stuff around the house. I tried to hang myself in this house but I failed and I used to just sit in the bath and cry every day as soon as I got home because I just didn't know what to do.

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Then 1 month before we were supposed to get married she broke up with me. Of course I was deeply in love with her so this crushed me even more. I moved back in with my parents, and over the next 2 weeks, my bank details got hacked into and all of my money was stole, and my car was broken into and my car stolen. It was during these times I found MGTOW. This community literally saved my life, and I cannot thank my brothers in here enough. I had a community that understood what I was going through, and are probably the only sub on reddit that actually care for each other. About a month passed and she called me and asked if we wanted to get back together. I deeply considered it, I was in love with her. But with the help of this reddit I decided not too. I was going my own way.

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To all of my brothers,

Thankyou