Before I go any further, I should tell everyone that I'm in Australia, not the UK. I know it's a UK site but I wanted something completely removed from where I am. Last time I was on an Aus forum, about 6 months ago, someone I knew was on there and somehow figured out who I was from what I said, and they told him. I never heard the end of it after that so I left the group.
My apologies for not saying this at the beginning.
I have done everything I can now to stop contact with him. I've blocked him where I can, changed my phone numbers, changed the locks on my doors because he refused to give the house keys back, and put locks on the yard gates.
Unfortunately, we live in a small town, less than 1000 people, and I can't completely avoid him.
I live in a dead end street of only 6 houses, and my house is away from the others. So he has no reason to drive down here as an excuse to go somewhere else. He has been driving to the top of the hill where the other houses are, parking his car, and then sitting on the bonnet and looking down here. I'm not scared, he has never been violent even during our worst times, bu it's a little unnerving.
I just know he's going to show up at the gate with a whole pack of lies about getting help, being sorry, all the rest, and I really don't think I am capable yet of saying no.
So I have been proactive for once. I have a friend in another state, and she is on her way with one of her dogs, a Great Dane that absolutely loathes my ex, who in turn is terrified of the dog. She will be here today some time, and I know that once he sees the dog, he won't come near the house.
As a bonus, I get a beautiful dog to love and keep me company while I sort my head out.
My son keeps asking what happened etc. I have once again skirted around the truth, because if I told him, he would be in his car driving immediately. And the result when he found my ex wouldn't be good. He's extremely protective of me, and I know how he would react.
My daughter on the other hand is a bit older and knows a bit more. She said to me yesterday, "Mum, for years you have spent all day preparing yourself for what he was going to say when he got home each day, I don't think you realise how much anxiety you live with."
I thought about it later, thought about what I'd say to her if she met someone like him. I'd tell her to run and keep running.
And yet in my head, he's good for me. Because I'm fat, have a bad squint in my left eye, and don't deserve anything better.
My mind is like a pendulum, swinging wildly from get out, to try once more.
I am trying to tell myself to not think about his words, but to think about his actions over the years. Because his actions alone show him to be unreliable, dishonest and a thief. He took all of his mothers money from her account when she was in hospital for a hip replacement, and because she had moderate dementia, he said she had taken it out and didn't remember. I knew very well that he had taken it, and made him pay it back, even though he denied it for months.
So many dreadful things that he's done, so much deceit.
Someone on here said it's like a dog being trained with rewards. That's how I feel. Like I continually live in anticipation of his charming moments, while completely disregarding the truly awful ones.
Even though I say all this, and I know, I know how destructive he is to my mind and emotions, I still can't shut him out.
I feel so stupid. I shake my head in disbelief when I see other women that won't leave abusive relationships, yet I still cling onto it.
Sorry everyone, I know I'm rambling on.