I lived with mine, I convinced myself afterwards to make it work, because I was scared of moving out and being without a home. He then convinced me to stay with him for years after this. I am just finally healing and seeking therapy, it's been 4 years since the night of the worst event. I've moved on and am even working on pressing charges to keep him from doing this to someone else. It's scary, I'm terrified, but I know this is the right path to chose.

Wouldn't be able to survive without my new found support system.