I left my DP a couple days ago, due to him being severely controlling. I started noticing him having a strange attitude when I'd talk to friends both male and female and even when I talked with family. He eventually tried to make me stop using facebook and constantly checked my messages and even checked all the way back into 2009 (mind you, we were only together since the end of January of this year). I was to text him from the computer the whole time he was at work. This made me basically "tied" to the computer so he could babysit me. He watched and listened to me throughout phonecalls to my mom(the ONLY person I was able to talk to on the phone). Two weeks ago, he threatened to throw me out 3 times in the same week. The first time was because I wouldn't have sex with him because I didn't feel like it and an argument ensued so I left to run an errand to cool off, the second time I went to sleep on the couch because it was too hot to sleep in the bedroom, so he was mad that I wasn't in bed with him and the third time was because I demanded privacy for my email and facebook. I felt so violated when he babysat my facebook when he knew I wasn't doing anything wrong, so I finally stood up for myself and said no. The last straw came when I went to his work to use his cell phone in order to talk to my mom and my son who is staying with my mom for a short time and he babysat the whole phonecall which was over a half hour long and he got pissed at me that it took so long cuz he had so much to do at work. Um...so why listen to the whole call instead of working? THATS when I realized exactly what he was doing and he has a past of physical violence with girlfriends, but had never touched me. I wasn't going to stick around for it to happen though, because I know that violent situations start out with control. When I tried to tell him why I felt the way I did, and why I didn't want to be with him anymore, he was in complete denial, and was full of things like "whatever, Becky" "sure Becky" "you're being delusional. it's all in your head" and I almost believed him until I asked a couple of friends and they agreed with me. When he asked me if I was sure about my decision and to look him in the eye and tell him I was leaving for good and I did just that, he backed me into a wall and said "I hope you die giving birth to my son. You are garbage and a whore and I hope that nothing good comes to you. You're a shit parent and I hope you rot." I didn't have anywhere to go for now except to my ex, who welcomed me into his home. We are not together, but we're both happy that we'll both get to see the kids everyday without custody issues.
Sorry this was so long, but I am so relieved to be out of there. I feel so much lighter and happier and Casey is happier too, cuz she is with daddy AND mommy.