Christmas and New Year did not go well. He didnt keep to his promises he kept telling me that it was me that wasnt trying, I needed to give him more sex and blow jobs to make him happy. He stopped doing any work unless I performed a sexual act for him.  This made me feel awful, small and worthless.  He told me at this time that he would never stop drinking and it was his right to do that. I should be a dutiful wife and perform as a wife should.

At this time he would poke me in the middle of the night to tell me I was smelly, ugly, people didnt like me and I didnt try hard enough. This not only made me tired but severley damaged my confidence.  I knew deep down I couldnt carry on like this.

When we spoke about splitting up he then told me he would never move out, he would take everything from me.  He was entitled to it. He would make things very difficult for me. Despite all this I knew I couldnt carry on, this is not who I am and I didnt want my beautiful daughters growing up with a downtrodden shell of a woman for a mum, I want them to grow up being strong independant women who will stand up for themselves and others.

Towards the end of May he stumbled into the bedroom and attacked me, I had to do something, I ran and hid in our spare room. He kept looking for me I was terrified.  As I stood behind the door in the middle of the night shaking and scared I started thinking to myself ‘what is going on this is my house and I should feel safe’ I made the decision to call the police.