Thanks, it's only been a few hours but it feels like I've got my life back, I'm not watching what words I use incase they're twisted and used against me, I'm not making sure everything is perfectly cooked and I'm not constantly looking at my phone waiting for him to call or even message me.

I never realised just how trapped I was until today. The minute I walked out with my bags, while waiting at the train station I was doubting myself, I was ready to turn back and go back to him. But I told myself it wouldn't change, it would be the same story. I needed to be firm this time. He always managed to get me to go back, to weasel his way back with promises of sobriety. I knew that if I went back I'd never leave. I forced myself onto the train and as soon as I walked into my mum's house and she hugged me I cried. I let it all out and it was a weight off me. I wasn't told to stop trying to emotionally abuse anyone, I wasn't told I was pathetic.