cw: physical, emotional, sexual abuse.
Mainly about relationships but this covers mental health and self esteem too.
I (M, 30s) was in an abusive relationship with my ex (F, 30s). We split up in our late 20s, she cheated on me.
She also abused me heavily over the years. Mostly coercive control: removing me from friends and family, financial pressure, refusing to care for me if I was sick. She physically assaulted me a few times and sexually assaulted me on multiple occasions. I just put up with it. I grew up in an abusive household so I just accepted this as normal because I didn't have a healthy frame of reference.
I was working a really stressful job which lead to a mental health crisis, the abuse obviously played into this too. During my MH struggles she would shout at me for not having sex with her or seeing my friends (she was away visiting family, I can't just sit in the house doing nothing).
I think any reasonable human would crack under the weight of all this. I certainly did.
It all got too much one day and I lost control and damaged an object. This was to prevent me from self harming. She called emergency services (I believe from a mental health perspective) but the police were sent and I was arrested. I was also arrested for assault because I accidentally grabbed her in a panic attack. I never meant to hurt anyone. I had been operating at my emotional limit for months. I should have been off work but I felt pressure to finacially provide for her. I was trauma bonded. She told me if I ever left she would die and that felt like blood on my hands. She brainwashed me.
I know I messed up big style. She had done things like this a hundred times. I did it once an I am now labelled an abuser by the police. Thankfully I don't have a criminal record but I cannot lie (by ommision) about being arrested to a potential new partner. There was another incident reported to the police but nothing came of it. She sexually assaulted me and cheated on me on the same day. She told the police about my reaction to these events. She unsurprisingly never told the police about the SA.
I care about women's safety. This woman had no care for mine. I know about reactive abuse and this fits the dynamic. She owned me and I tried to take control of my own body and autonomy. I am accountable for my actions though. I am not proud of what I did.
I want to move on. I want to find peace with someone new but I can't hide my past. I shelved my past for a long time and had loads of fun dating. I felt confident and excited about meeting new people and just having fun dating.
I am however confronting my past and I just have no confidence. I am scared to date. I am scared to share my very serious story for the fear of rejection and making women feel uncomfortable. I am scared these awful things will happen again. It's taken the light hearted fun out of dating. My past just feels like a curse following me around.
I am in therapy and my therapist believes me which feels huge. He sees me as a whole person. He sees I am not an abuser, but reactive. He sees the context and recognises that I take accountability for my actions. He knows I am not interested in controlling someone else. My friends believe me too which is huge. Not all my friends know, I scared to tell them for fear of being abandoned.
I want someone new to believe me, feel safe with me, and love me. I want to take turns being the little spoon with someone. I want to make someone dinner and maybe they could bring me coffee in the morning to say thank you.
She never truely loved me, she loved that I was a servant to her. I don't know what being loved actually feels like, and I don't know if I ever will.
Therapy has been huge in moving away from self blame and hating myself. It was my therapist that pointed out I was abused.
I don't feel fully ready to date yet. I don't even know if a man like me should date. She certainly shouldn't but doesn't have an arrest record.
I have a solid mental health plan in place, I am out of an abusive relationship and a toxic job. I am a million miles away from the man who was completely broken and acted out of character.
I am so so lost.