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Stories of dating abuse

He was an incredibly talented manipulator who knew that feigning a damaged personality would encourage sympathy from me.”7.

It took me a long time to realise that I reacted with stomachaches just before outbursts happened.

I ended up being afraid to say or do something that would encourage a torrent of abuse. I still hoped that if we talked, discussed, tried to fix things, all of this could have been mended. Leanne: “It was my first serious relationship, just after I started university.

I thought I was taking steps to save the relationship, but ended up in a zombie-like state.

After the umpteenth row I finally found the strength to move out.

All my colleagues at work know how crazy you are, I’ve told them and they said they don’t know how I put up with you. You’re fucked up.” This was what my then-boyfriend shouted at me as I was crumpled on the floor, sobbing.

For most of my twenties, this kind of abuse was my reality.

For a long time while we were living together he was unemployed and he never offered to cook or contribute towards the running of the house.

One time I came home from work during the day because I was ill and he shouted at me for ruining his day at home alone and refused to go out to get food or medicine for me.

I couldn’t even dare look at other men in the eye for fear of being judged, the way my ex used to judge me.”4.

Tracy: “When my boyfriend’s mum died, he became so nasty.

Other people I spoke to had similar stories to tell. Amy: “When I first met him, he was friendly, funny, kind, the perfect gentleman (when I lived in Sheffield, he drove from Manchester to have a bite to eat with me, then drove home straight after). It started with the odd argument, usually after he’d had too much to drink.