This post is outlying some of the most horrible things I endured, but still I stayed. I think I believed my forgiveness made me strong.....now I'm weak. Stuck under the same roof as my abuser.

When we were 17, he told me I was his one and only. He cheated on me at least 2x confirmed during our relationship which lasted 3 years. I heard from his friends after we broke up the number was much higher than this, and he had a serious drug problem. When I caught chlymidia from him, I ended the relationship.

About 7 years later I received messages from girl friends that were friends with him on Facebook that he had posted my very nearly nudes. My friends got the pictures taken down for me and I was very thankful. To this day, his excuse for doing that is that he was mad at women and wanted us to pay. I was in a committed relationship and hadn't spoke to him for years.

By some unfortunate devils work, I ended up in his life somehow. I was exiting a proper marriage, and entered into the world's most toxic situationship. Now, this guy ended up getting some bad news about his childhood and beat the fuck out of me not once, but twice. I was too embarrassed to tell anyone. Him and I have 2 daughters together. He is very committed, to lazing around and throwing garbage like I'm a maid.

I see how he is controlling me. I also see how unsafe it is to just leave. I know this is wrong. I need the morale boost. Help!