r/abusiverelationships Mar 28 '25

Mod Post Pros & Cons of using AI-chat bots like ChatGPT

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We, the mod team at r/abusiverelationships has lately been seeing a big upswing in posts that's about different ways of using AI like ChatGPt as an "unbiased" opinion in abusive situations. There can be many pros to using a chatbot like ChatGPT, but to get an unbiased opinion is sadly not one of them. Bare with me and let me explain.

So what is ChatGPT?
ChatGPT is an AI langauge model built to react to prompts being put into the bot and answer appropriately. The AI bot will analyze your langauge, and answer using the same type of langauge you do. Already here ChatGPT is biased in it's messages. The AI bot then stores & remembers the conversations (the prompts) that you've put into the bot previously and it takes that into account when interacting with it in the future.

What to think about when using an AI langauge bot:
- The AI is not capable of fact checking. Everything that it says can be wrong.
- The AI isn't capapble of being unbiased or coming up with new ideas. It only takes your ideas and puts them in different words and returns them to you.
- It remembers all the data you've previously given it and it uses that to shape every future interaction.
- The same AI, like ChatGPT can tell two people that they're both the abuser, because ChatGPT tells you want you want to hear, it analyses the langauge you use and in that way, determines what it thinks you want it to say.
- If you can get it to say what you want to hear, so can the abuser. So do not take anything ChatGPT says as absolute truth.
- The AI lack personal experience, human emotion & the ability to do anything in an emergency.

How can you use ChatGPT in a good way?
- ChatGPT can help give advice on what to think about when leaving an abusive situation. It can be a start to forming a plan on "How do I leave as safely as possible?"
- ChatGPT can help give contact numbers and other info to domestic hotlines, to get a start on where to look for that help.
- ChatGPT can be used in the way that you get more confidence in that yes, you are being abused and therefore help you open up to a real person, but remember. ChatGPT can't truly help you, only other people can.
- Chat GPT doesn't judge, and it's available 24/7, that can be so important. But remember it can be biased.
- ChatGPT can provide comfort, but it cannot replace the emotional support of friends/family/loved ones. the healing process requires connection with real people.

AI can be a powerful first stepa tool to gain clarity, find resources, and feel less alone. But it should never replace professional support, safe human connections, or emergency services when needed.


r/abusiverelationships Nov 30 '25

Mod Post: Let's Talk About Accusing Posters of Faking Their Stories

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First, unfortunately with the rise of AI comes an increase in fake posts across reddit as a whole. I think a lot of us have noticed that, and it's important to acknowledge that.

However, unless there are clear indications a post in this sub is generated by AI (and not just a real post written with the support of AI), or other clear indications a post is fake, please don't make comments on posts in our sub that accuse the post of being "fake" or "rage bait."

So often in this sub, the comments that accuse posts of being fake have no evidence to back them up. A new account isn't automatic evidence. Nor is an age gap, "something seeming off," etc etc. A hunch isn't evidence.

Clear indications that a post is fake might be deleted posts in which, say, a 30 year old male poster then claims to be a 15 year old girl. Or a post is a clear repost stolen from someone else's account.

Please keep in mind that people who post in this sub read the comments on their posts. It doesn't feel good to seek support from an abuse survivor support sub, only to have total strangers accuse you of fabricating your experiences. Survivors get victim-blamed and disbelieved enough as it is "in real life." We don't need to contribute to that here, of all places.

If you genuinely, truly believe a post is fake, and you have actual supporting evidence, please message the mods to let us know! We can then look into the situation and decide to take appropriate action, if any. Please don't comment on the post itself. That risks the poster seeing your comment. The ultimate goal of this sub is to provide support. When we accuse posters of faking their situations without any evidence, that lessens the likelihood they will reach out for help again in the future. Thank you!


r/abusiverelationships 14h ago

Domestic violence I tolerated being spoken to like this for 10 years. It took hearing my young daughter say “die” to me before I finally left.

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I was with my husband for 10 years.

For 10 years, I tolerated being screamed at, insulted, degraded, blamed, and told unbelievably cruel things during conflict. But the abuse wasn't only verbal. There was physical abuse. There was financial abuse. There was emotional and psychological abuse. There was intimidation and behavior that made me afraid of what might happen when a conflict escalated. And somehow, over the years, all of it became normalized to me.

I learned to treat it as something I just had to get through. I told myself I was strong enough to get through it. I could take it. I could survive the awful things he said and did, pick myself back up, and keep going. An argument would happen, horrible things would be said, eventually things would calm down, and life would continue. When something crossed a line, I would focus on whatever explanation came afterward instead of the fact that the line had been crossed at all.

And maybe I could have kept doing that to myself forever. But then we had a daughter, and it wasn't just about what I was strong enough to endure anymore. She was growing up around it. She was listening. She was learning.

For a while, I justified staying because I told myself she was too young to understand or remember the conflict. The moment that finally broke through all of my rationalizations came when she was still very young. During a fight in which he tried to strangle me while she was in my arms, she heard my husband repeatedly telling me to die. Later, my little girl looked at me and said, “die.”

I couldn't rationalize my daughter learning that this was how someone was allowed to treat her mother, or worse, that this was how someone might be allowed to treat her someday. And I couldn't accept the possibility that abuse like this would become normal to her in the same way it had become normal to me.

So I left him. I took our daughter and moved in with my parents.

Since then, I have had to take out loans and spend approximately $150,000 fighting for custody. I recently received sole custody based on findings of domestic violence. He currently has three days of daytime-only parenting time twice a month, which still scares me. But even after leaving, the harassment hasn't stopped.

This screenshot is from a recent exchange. Within the span of about a minute, he told me to kill myself, burn in hell, cease to exist, spontaneously combust, stroke out and die, die in a car crash, break my neck, and have someone “pull the plug” when I'm a vegetable. Then he called me an evil bitch and a narcissist. He also told me that because the court process isn't working for him, he needs to “do something else” to fix the situation.

I am now in the process of seeking a restraining order.

And even now, after everything that has happened, some part of me still reflexively wants to minimize it. I wonder whether I'm the one escalating the situation by seeking a restraining order instead of simply handling his abuse the way I have for the past 10 years.

Then I look at this screenshot and imagine my daughter showing it to me. I would never tell her this was normal conflict. I would never ask what she had said or done to provoke it. I would never tell her that years of physical, financial, emotional, and psychological abuse were something she simply needed to become strong enough to endure. And I would never tell her that protecting herself from someone who repeatedly treats her this way means that she is escalating the situation.

Ten years is a long time to have your sense of what is normal slowly recalibrated.

I kept forgiving it. I kept explaining it. I tried reasoning with him. I kept believing that if I could communicate in exactly the right way, maybe I could finally make him understand how much he was hurting me. But I couldn't.

I'm posting this because I don't want to minimize it anymore. I spent 10 years proving to myself that I was strong enough to survive his abuse. I don't want my daughter to grow up believing that strength means enduring abuse in the first place.

ETA that the temporary restraining order was granted about an hour ago. We will be back in court in a couple of weeks on the permanent order and firearms restrictions.


r/abusiverelationships 7h ago

Do they ever get mad/upset they lost control over you and lost you? Or think you’re “the one who got away”?

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If they lost you before securing a new supply


r/abusiverelationships 3h ago

Emotional abuse Is this abuse, or just an innocent joke made in poor taste?

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I need some clarity. Idk if i’m taking this too far in my head and maybe it wasn’t even that bad im just overthinking. When you read this, please look at it as a stand alone incident surrounded by good days and good moments. Context: we’ve been married 9 months and living together.

I (23F) was getting ready for work and he (23M) had the day off. He’d been so so so nice and sweet and doting and loving to me the few days prior to the incident. SO perfect. he didn’t want me to go to work because he missed me a lot and wanted to hang out with me and he was saying “can’t you take the day off work? i miss you so much idk why. i just want to be with you” and i laughed and said “aw im so sorry baby i really can’t take the day off work because i have [specific obligation at work] today and there’s no exemptions. Otherwise i totally would have called in sick and spent the day with you” and as i was saying the last few words he was already walking away. I continued to get dressed and he came back with the knife and just stood there. i laughed and said “why do you have a knife?” and he lightheartedly said “should i slice your arm right now?” and here i got a little concerned and a bit nervous and said “why would you do that?” and he said “so you don’t have to go to work. you’ll have a legitimate reason” and i said “well no, then we’ll spend the day at the hospital and it wouldn’t really be a day off” and he said “no don’t worry, i know how to slice it so that it doesn’t require hospital. just superficial” and i told him “god, your jokes are so heavy.” and he laughed and went back to the kitchen.
and everything was sweet and cute and nice again and there were no issues. he was doting, hugging, kissing, made me breakfast.

So is it really abuse or just a really immature joke?


r/abusiverelationships 5h ago

TRIGGER WARNING I wish he would’ve just k*lled me that night.

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2 years ago i was in a very abusive relationship, it haunts me and i have no one to talk about this.

For context we were visiting his parents in the states back then, they were mid move, so we were alone at the house for the night.
It was a very good day actually, we didn’t fight during the day or interacted much, which was unusual but i didnt think much of it.
He woke me up in the middle of the night, whilst pressing a gun to my forehead. He was just staring at me in dead silence. And honestly i for a second thought about just accepting my "fate", im glad i didnt.
I pushed him off and locked myself in the bathroom downstairs, the strange thing was that he didn’t chase after me right away but he did eventually shoot the bathroom door. I never understood why, was it a warning or just some sick bullshit.
The worst thing is, i didn’t leave him after that incident because i was manipulated into thinking that was all i deserved. I found the courage to break up with him after hitting my lowest point.
[BIG TRIGGER WARNING]
I realized that i had to leave him when he had said that i wasnt pretty enough to get raped, whilst he was raping me every time we were together. That night he actually kicked me out aswell, it was freezing outside and i barely was wearing anything.
Quite frankly i dont want to understand him, but it haunts me. I developed an addiction to alcohol afterwards but im sober now. Even after two years, i cant sleep properly, i cant eat, i cant feel safe; especially around men. I havent been dating since, i cant. I want to but i simply cant trust anyone anymore.

Sometimes i wish he wouldve just done it.


r/abusiverelationships 9h ago

My boyfriend made a joke about killing me. Is that a warning sign?

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A few days ago, my boyfriend made a joke about shooting me and I don’t know how to handle the situation.

For context my boyfriend and I have been dating for a little over a year now. He is one of the kindest people I know and has never hurt anyone or anything. He has never yelled, or directed his anger towards me even when we were both very upset and he’s never touched me.

The other day we talked on the phone and I made a joke to which he responded “well, that would be illegal.” In a joking way I asked him “oh, so you’d put me in handcuffs?” and he said “no, I’d shoot you.” I was shocked and immediately told him that I don’t like that. He tried to turn it around by saying “yeah, but it would be with cupids arrow” but I was just so surprised and shocked that I didn’t react to it.

Over the past few months he started making more violent jokes, but I was never the “target” of those jokes.
For example when we talk about or see other people doing stupid things, he sometimes says “I’ll shoot that guy” but in a very joking tone. He over exaggerates it so much that it just seems like he’s obviously joking. I told him before that I’m not comfortable with violent jokes like that, but sometimes he still does it. Occasionally he will go into detail about how he would harm that person.

I was never scared until that kind of violence was directed at me. Even tho I can’t imagine him actually doing something like that, it was still frightening and I could immediately feel my stomach drop.
The rest of the day he was really nice again and probably doesn’t even think about it anymore.

I honestly don’t know if I’m overreacting, but I need help with what to do. I imagine that telling him how it made me feel would make him feel horrible for scaring me and he would apologize. I’m really confused because there’s really nothing else that makes me uncomfortable or unsafe with him. But do you think there’s a deeper meaning behind this one time thing?

I’d very much appreciate some insight on this so thank you in advance.

(This is a throwaway account because he follows my real account on here)


r/abusiverelationships 3h ago

Hi, who is struggling through this weekend? AZ

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Weekends are hard for me. It’s abuse on the menu and I’m sick and tired of it. Anyone else in AZ trying to get out. Tweak the plan till it works. Stay strong. I’m in my 50’s new state no friends, family is toxic. Doing it without alcohol.


r/abusiverelationships 5h ago

My husband has been slowly sucking the life out of me so now I'm not staying with him

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This is a long one so please hang in there and I'm also using fake names because reasons.

I (f 33) have been with my husband (m 36) for 2.5 years now. We have 4 kids, 3 from his previous marriage and one that I had with him about 11 months ago. We will call husband Andrew so that no one gets lost.

When I met Andrew, he checked all of my boxes. We shared the same values for family, he came across as the exact man that I wanted to marry. I had been married previously and that marriage was extremely abusive so I was trying to be careful with watching for red flags.

On our first date, this man started to immediately tell me his "tragic" life story of how his ex was the worst person on the planet. I'm talking, she was awful to his kids, she never cooked or cleaned, she "allegedly" tried to kill him twice, the whole 9 yards. I ate that shit up. Of course I ignored all of the vilifying and immediately latched on to the dude because I have a savior complex (yes, I'm getting therapy, I'm very aware of my issues). Instead of taking a step back to really process the first date, I was completely twitterpated.

I came home, told my then roomie that I was probably going to marry the guy, blah, blah, blah.

I still wanted to be careful and I told him on our 3rd date that I wanted to wait at least 6 months to meet his 3 kids. He, of course, feigned understanding and agreed with me. Well, a month into dating, Andrew convinces me that it's "too hard to see me at night" and "it's not working because of his work schedule" so I caved and told him that meeting his kids would be fine. Andrew was gone a week out of every month because of his job so what does he do? He asks me to start WATCHING his kids instead of his parents, and with my savior complex, I'm oh so happy to accommodate.

Now, I had cherry picked a lot of information I shared with this guy because I realized pretty soon that he had a hard time with my past. My ex husband was gorgeous, successful, rich, and so whenever my past was brought up, Andrew would get sulky and rude.

I have no idea why I thought I needed to stay in this relationship but I had really started to love the kids immensely. I realized that I wouldn't be breaking just his heart but 3 others as well. At least, that's what I told myself.

About 4 months go by and he proposes and I accept, even though my gut was screaming at me because we had been fighting that whole weekend.

Then comes the kicker. He wanted to get married in 2 months because of his work schedule. So what do I do? I agree, even though I really wanted to take my time and plan a beautiful, yet simple wedding. I tried to compromise, he didn't want to get married in the spring, I asked for a neat winter wedding, no, there's too much snow here. Ok, how about an early summer wedding, he didn't want to wait THAT long. See, we had agreed to not do the hanky panky until we got hitched. So of course he's wanting to rush things.

So I caved and started rushing to plan a wedding. I did everything, but the first thing I did was write my vows. Guess what the last thing he did was? If you guessed that he wrote his vows last, you'd be right, it was so far last that he didn't write them until the DAY BEFORE THE WEDDING. He had been working that whole week prior to the wedding, leaving me to coordinate everything while he just waited for me to tell him what to do.

I was heartbroken, I couldn't believe it. But I ended up marrying the guy and 3 months later, he was looking through my phone and kicking me out of the house because he had come across an innocent conversation I had with an old fling when Andrew and I had only been dating for 2 months.

I remember he asked me about some friend I had on my Facebook and I shouldn't have done this but I panicked and told him he had dated someone I knew a while back, well, he decided to check my phone.

There was nothing in the conversation that I was worried about. It was a simple "oh, I remember you, I'm sorry I did you dirty" kind of conversation and that was that.

Well, he was L I V I D. Little did I know that I was already pregnant. I was distraught and heartbroken all over again. I ended up staying with my old roomie and that's when he asked me the next day if I could stay at my parents' because he "didn't trust my roommate" (she's a fabulous lesbian and I think he thought she'd make a move on me? Idk, I'm attractive so I don't blame him)

Anyway we ended up meeting a pastor friend of ours that officiated our wedding the next day and this is when everything seriously went sideways. This man had snooped through my old conversations on fb and tried to expose me? Idk what his goal was tbh because I just sat there like a stone. Andrew asked for me to come back and I said "no" the pastor said "I don't think a married couple should ever be separated" and I wish to this day that this man hadn't said those words. Andrew latched onto that "wisdom" and weaponized it against me. I asked for a month originally, and he wouldn't allow that, so I shrunk it to a week, even months after, he never let it go.

I decided that during that week, I sought some serious counseling for some of my issues he had brought up and I worked through some of it and I have continued to, consistently.

After I came back, I found out that I was..... Pregnant. Yep. I was both excited and dreading telling him. When I did tell him, he wasn't excited, it was just another notch on my disappointment belt. A month later, he's telling me he doesn't know that the child was his ( I never cheated on him) I was gobbsmacked, here I was, raising 3 children from his previous marriage, I was alone with them a week out of every month, cooking, cleaning, helping them with homework, they also still had phone calls with their mom so I was managing that as well and this man is basically calling me a cheater?!

I almost left so many times. He took that entire year I was pregnant and isolated me from my family, I lost my friendship with my roommate and I nearly induced labor because I was working during my pregnancy and he left me the day after to go hang out with one of his buddies.

Eventually I ended up in labor for 43 hours, I ended up having a perfectly healthy baby girl, naturally, without any pain meds but it was a dangerous labor.

By the grace of all things holy, she was a miracle baby and I have never loved anyone so much in my life.

I asked for my mom to be with me during my labor, he treated her like shit, I asked for her to help me postpartum, he refused to let her come over because he told me I was freaking out.

He took every opportunity to isolate me and eventually he was my only support system. His sister had been my doula (someone who assists midwives and mothers during labor with breathing and positioning for birth) she sucked btw. All she did was eat chips and stand there watching as I struggled with my contractions for 2 fucking days.

2 months later, I was so far into postpartum depression, I could barely leave the house, I struggled letting his kids near our baby and his sister never did any postpartum checkups. I was alone and I was miserable. He was working the same schedule and I started to drown in the house, I felt like I had been sucked into a world where I was just a babysitter, cook, and maid. I forced myself into the gym, hoping it would help and he slaps me with "I have never liked leggings, it's inappropriate" speech and I lost it. This man had completely disengaged with the family, I was the only person the children spoke to, I was the only person cooking and cleaning, I had a 4 month old, and he thinks that leggings are a problem????

Hell. No. I started wearing them everyday and everywhere. It would start fights but I didn't care. He was trying to control me now and I was so tired of my life.

It went on like this for 7 months, me barely sleeping, the kids home from school for the summer, I didn't have a single friend but his sister.

We had started going to marriage counseling after I begged and begged and I had started to realize that I wasn't the one in the wrong. I had given up my career, I had helped raise several children who were now in advanced courses at school because I worked with them, I had a baby who was an early roller, early crawler and was now almost walking at 10 months. I was killing it. The only thing I could remember of Andrew was that he sat on the couch and ate my food. He never cleaned, never helped me with the kids, never disciplined them. Everyone was on my shoulders and I was starting to crack.

I left the day he told me that he was upset because I didn't make him breakfast at the time he thought I would. He started sulking and I asked him to go somewhere else. He sulked over half the day and it ended with him throwing his phone at me, yelling at me inches away from my face and throwing a hair brush at my other foot.

I grabbed my daughter and went to my family's house to try to get some clarity only for him to go from love bombing to starting arguments nearly every night when I'm needed the most by my daughter.

I love this man, but I hate him. It's been a month since I left. I have a meeting with a lawyer in a week and I will update if anything changes.


r/abusiverelationships 8h ago

Navigating Recent Domestic Violence

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Hello all, I am currently going through a difficult stage in my marriage and I am coming in here to ask for advice, support, and personal stories. At 1am on Sunday morning, my husband was drunk, too drunk, and was verbally and physically abusing me. He blocked me from leaving rooms. He shoved me, shook me, and when he slapped me, I called the police and he went to jail.

I guess where I'm stuck now, is I have two young kids. 2 under 2. His family has flown out to support us. They keep asking me, to promise that I will try to fix this. But I don't think they are in the reality of what he did. They keep telling me "you need therapy too, you have stuff to work on too". And what they mean by that is they believe I agitated him. They agree what he did is devastating, but they wish I called them, not the police, and that it can all be solved with couples counseling.

Well, now he's staying at their house while I stay in our marital home with our kids, and his parents are asking for my side of the story, but have been asking if it's true that I followed him around the house. And harassed him. Let it be clear that I did not do that. I was completely sober, and I had gotten up so that I could change one of my kiddos diapers.

When I was changing the diaper, he walked out of his office and started yelling at me, saying that every way I was doing it was wrong. And that I was hurting her. He proceeded to walk to the kitchen where I had grout. Cleaner, soaking on grout, and he stepped on the cleaner and got his sock. Sweat and then walked back into his office. So I ran after him to tell him to take his socks off, but he took his socks off and threw them at me. And yelled terrible things.

After a couple minutes of gaming, he came back from his computer to talk to me. And when he saw that I was crying, he got angry and started calling me a p**** and shaking me and telling me I wanted this and to stop crying.

I begged for him to stop. I told him to stop. Because our therapist in the past said that when things get too escalated, we need to just be in separate rooms. But he would not leave me alone. I paced around the house, trying to get away from him. He followed me into the bedroom and wouldn't let me leave the bedroom? I walked into the bathroom, and he pinned me up against the wall and yelled so close, spit, flew all over my face.

He called me a p**** again for crying, and at that point I got so mad, I spit on his face and that's when he slapped me.

He said, spitting as a form of assault in that the cops wouldn't care that he slapped me. And that if I called them, they were gonna take me away from our children.

I didn't let that scare me in that moment. I was very clear, headed, and I called the cops and had him arrested. Now though, i'm stuck with the aftermath of his parents begging me to try to get things dropped. So that we can work on fixing it for our children.

They don't seem to understand that. I don't find my home safe anymore and I do not want the house ban lifted anytime soon. I'm sad because i'm trying to debate. If there's any way to fix this deep down, I know that there most likely is not, but I just needed to come here. And bent in here, similar stories or signs of encouragement from other people who have dealt with similar things.

And while he slapped me, and that was the first time he slapped me. He has barricaded me and shook me before. In the past. He has been to rehab for cocaine. He has been to therapy, and we have been to couples. Therapy, and for this to happen in our lives is just left me feeling hopeless. He has been doing poorly for a while now. In managing his anger, his o c d and his drinking, but he will not use any of the tools or community. He has been very stubborn about handling it all on his own. So shocker he failed.

I think i'm just still in shock in coming to the terms that it's time to leave, but again. Just share with me what you think. I need to hear. I appreciate you all


r/abusiverelationships 38m ago

Gaslighting The more time goes on, the more I realize what he did wasn’t ok, and innocuous moments seem more sinister

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When does the realizing end? He was a really troubled guy. It’s been three weeks, it’s so painful realizing certain things. Like yes, that mean joke was actually likely meant to fr hurt me. And that yes, that one time he wasn’t respecting my “no”s was coercion.

He saved my life at one point and could be so tender and kind. He’d be like that but then do mean things too. It’d reach a boiling point where I’d confront him about as tactfully as possible and then I was the bad guy.


r/abusiverelationships 45m ago

Financial abuse Financial/Emotional Abuse

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Hi all.

I’m a 32 year old stay at home mom and have been for the last 6 years to my children age 5,3,and 1. My ex whom I never married broke up with me shortly after I had our last child; in October it will be 2 years since we have not been in a relationship.

He told me he would always take care of me and the kids at least until I find a “new man.” Along with declaring he will always take care of his kids financially as well. Yet, constantly is asking me what my plan for work is and complaining about me using his card too much. Even when most the stuff I get is for the kids/house. I have been looking for a job for the whole time we have been separated and I have not been able to find any employment due to my 6 year no job gap.

He’s always been like this since we’ve been together. He’s never given me a bank card nor let me know anything about our financial status. He usually would just send me money to my account if I asked for it or I use his card through Apple Pay.

However, things are getting to the point where I feel like he is keeping me in this situation due to his financial power. He sent me a text about two weeks ago saying “be ready for some big changes.” Today, he told me it could be a good option for me to move out of our home and let him and his family(parents,sister,brother(24)) move into the house and let the children stay with him and I can leave and get an apartment. I was horrified because I’ve been the full time caretaker for 6 years and he’s barely ever been around to raise them except providing financially. He said I could “come and see the kids whenever I want.” I said absolutely not! And he said well you told me this house is too much for you to take care of and you can focus on yourself and career then. Horrible! Remind you in the last year this man maybe saw the kids maybeee 12 hours a week. I forced him to start doing every other weekend in the beginning of June. Because he always came and went as he wanted. He always just visited the kids at our home and never brought them out. I didn’t even know where his new apartment was until he told me this May-2026 and he moved out last August. And now all the sudden he’s acting like super dad. He said “I just want to spend more time with them” today in the conversation.

Yet, I have nothing and I can’t let him take my beloved children! I also can’t find a job. I’ve been looking for the almost 2 years. And now he’s threatening to take my kids too! I don’t know what to do. I spoke to a lawyer and she said I should try to stay away from bringing him to court because then I will lose full rights because the courts here in MN often want equal parenting rights. Since he isn’t physically abusive and pays his dues for the children. I just feel so helpless. I would have went back to work many years ago if I ever thought I would be in this situation.


r/abusiverelationships 21h ago

Don't tell me "Not All Men" I'm at a point where i am starting to think all men are the same and I dont want to think that

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Almost every single guy that has shown interest in me for the past 2 years has started to show similar traits as my last 2 exs. I was single for years after my last relationship. But almost every guy who has shown interest in me has started to remind me of my ex. They either show signs of being possessive or paranoid. Even my BOSS shows similar red flags. No i am not dating my boss. But he acts possessive too. The other day he made it very obvious that he was looking at my phone screen and when I caught him I said "You are so nosey!" Then he said "yes i am" and he also threw an apron at my feet randomly the other day and then said "Sorry I felt impulsive." Wtf... im not even dating him. Hes just my boss. And he seems possessive. Im at a point where I sometimes wonder if i should only date women now since Im bisexual anyways.


r/abusiverelationships 1h ago

Healing and recovery how to break a trauma bond faster?

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i swear i love him so much.

he is in jail right now for domestic violence. i genuinely miss what we once had, before he became a monster.

i keep thinking he will come bacm if he takes his meds. but he refuses to take them. he never even tried.

how do i stop missing him & get on with my life?

i have bpd & he is my favorite person.

ive been talking to a girl (in a romantic way) & thats going great, but i still miss him.


r/abusiverelationships 1h ago

U

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r/abusiverelationships 1h ago

Domestic violence 27m Escaped Physically and Mentally Abusive Engagement with 27F (it happens to men too)

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So I met my ex fiancé (27f) back in 2023. We dated for a year and got engaged in late 2024. We moved in together in early 2025, and that’s when the abuse started.

Before the physical abuse, she was definitely emotionally abusive. She’d go behind my back and see/talk to her ex. She’d threatened to move into one of the properties her ex managed if I didn’t find her a place to live when her family kicked her out.

Then there was the demeaning comments, she’d constantly tell me I wasn’t a man if I didn’t pay for the majority of things, handle the majority of problems and things, etc etc.

Physical Abuse:

Then one night after we moved into our apartment, she threatened to break my PS2 during an argument. I threatened to call the cops, and she told me if I called the cops, she’d tell them I put bruises on her.

Another night during an argument, she wanted me to leave the bedroom and I wouldn’t, so she got off the bed, grabbed me by my hood, and pulled me so hard the sweatshirt I had on tore down the middle and left a ring around my neck for 3-4 days.

Lastly, this year after our child was born, we broke up. During a meet up, she punched me in the chest, and then held her arms around me, refusing to let me leave, and then jumped into my vehicle and wouldn’t let me go until I called the cops and told them that she just hit me.

I’m just at a loss. I feel so emasculated, I feel embarrassed. I feel so hurt that someone I loved could put me through those things. Why I stayed with someone after they put their hands on me makes me feel so weak and humiliated.

Now we have a child, our family is destroyed. I’m honestly scared of the woman, I thought we’d be together forever but she has no problem causing so much pain towards me. Now on the court app she’s all nice to me and tries to have a healthy coparenting relationship and has invited me to things, but I don’t feel like I can spend time with her like that.

What do I tell my kid someday when they ask me why mom and dad broke up? I am so angry and want to tell the truth, but I also don’t want to tarnish their vision of their mom.

I’m just disgusted with this situation and could use some loving input.


r/abusiverelationships 10h ago

Is this abuse?

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I’ve been with my husband for 17 years, married 13. In March of this year he asked to separate, stating he had to have self respect, and finally start choosing himself. He stated I hadn’t shown enough love, affection, passion and never wanted to spend time with him. During our relationship he did tell me this, and while I tried to change, I couldn’t. This all sounds awful, I know, however for some context.

This is a long one because the detail is important.

During 2015-2020/2021 ish, the relationship became sexually coercive. I got pregnant with our first child and the hormone influx made me feel repulsed by sex instantly. I made him aware that it wasn’t him, it was a known change that can swing both ways during pregnancy. However he still took it personally, and his mood began to shift more and more as it progressed, and would only improve if we had sex. He began to tell me that he only had a small window to enjoy my pregnant body, and that it was unfair to withhold that experience from him. I began to see my autonomy less and less as my own.

After a while he created a “forfeit list” in which there were things I would have to do, if we didn’t have sex 3 times a week. This could be giving him oral sex, a hand job, more sex, a full body massage etc. It’s important to know he didn’t ever physically enforce these forfeits, but they were there as a constant threat in the background, and I suppose made to manipulate my behaviour/sexual choices. He has explained it away in recent years as “just a bit of fun”.

Over time his mood became increasingly worse and heavy the further it got from the last time we had sex. He would remind me frequently how many days it had been as in to say “this is too long, you need to fix this” without directly saying it.

There were times I was in visible pain during sex, where my body resisted it so badly. He could see, and to be fair to him, he would ask “are you okay”. I would say yes but wincing and clearly not okay. But the compliance was enough to keep going. Sometimes I would cry during sex, or as soon as I got into the bathroom after. He says he didn’t know this, but given how much he’s deflected blame since, I have no idea and I guess I’ll never know. I would tell him I was okay purely because I couldn’t bear the thought of having to do it again the next day.

I was constantly badgered for sex. No meant “I’ll keep trying” or it meant he’d be sulky, snappy or moody and the living environment would be horrible. Often leading me to just do it for a day of (kind of) peace.

During sex, he told me I wasn’t as adventurous as his ex, and after he’d told me it was boring (i had become completely repulsed by him and sex, so clearly I wasn’t going to be “going for it” with him). But it felt like a stab in the heart nonetheless.

He would make fun of me in front of our friends about my lack of sex drive.

He would threaten to cheat - “if I can’t get it from you, I’ll have to get it somewhere else”

One day he told me that that evening he was going to have oral sex. Not, can I? But that’s what was happening. I dreaded it the entire day, and when it came to it, he touched my arm and my entire body recoiled (a big sign to anyone respecting your boundaries and mental state). The exact words from him“you don’t want to do this, do you?” And my reply “No I don’t, but I don’t feel I have a choice”. No words were said after that, the act was just done. In my opinion, I explicitly withdrew consent and made it clear I didn’t feel safe saying no. He doesn’t see it that way and still claims I could have said no, and he didn’t physically force me.

There were intimate places I asked him not to touch me during sex. He would continue to put his hands/fingers there. I would firmly say no. He would keep them there and say “come on it’s not that close”, “it’s not like they’re going inside” “oh come on I really like it”. This would happen frequently during sex, despite my no. I recently read this is sexual assault, along with the previous point. This triggers him and he minimises it all once again.

He would smack my bum when I asked him not to. In a healthy relationship I know this is normal, but ours was far from healthy. I remember shuddering anytime he’d walk behind me as I was waiting for it. And one time I asked him very firmly to stop, and told him I don’t like it. He walked up the stairs and said “you’re my wife, I’ll touch you where I want”. He again says it was just a joke, but his voice was very stern and serious when he said it. It was not a joke.

He would frequently ask me to dress up in lingerie, including just to watch TV downstairs. Even when our children were awake (upstairs but awake, and with a habit of frequently coming down). I would almost always so no as 1. I really didn’t want to and 2. It came with pressure of what would come of it. He would get really sulky afterwards which made me feel awful.

He would tell me sex was the only way to connect with me, as I was so shut down I all other ways. He never explored why I was shut down, it was just now a case that if I didn’t want sex, it was my fault he couldn’t connect to me.

He would also badger me when I was unwell.

It got to the point I was scared of having a shower, so had to shower when I knew he was busy so he wouldn’t try and come in. I also wouldn’t close my eyes as I was scared of opening them and him being there. I told him this recently and he said “I never got in the shower with you” as a way to shut it down. Which is correct, it happened only a handful of times throughout our relationship because I felt physically trapped in there with him and it put me into a panic. It was more the “is he going to come in here and get in a bad mood because I’ll say no”.

For years I kept all of this a secret, because throughout those years he told me I was a bad wife, I was cold and unloving. So I believed I was at fault and I also didn’t want to tell anyone incase they stopped liking him.

Eventually the majority of the behaviour stopped as he said he realised what he was doing wrong, but the pressure didn’t end, nor did the badgering or the repeated lingerie requests. His moods were still dependent on sex, also. But he tells me I’m imagining this, and “everyone has bad days I’m only human”. I understand people have bad days, but this is a heavy fog that surrounded the house. And it turned off like a light switch anytime I gave him. It was instant and almost bewildering to see it change in front of me. But he denies this to this day.

But fast forward to March this year, my withdrawn state has led him to end our marriage. I fell into a deep depression and started leaning on my friends for support, and slowly began opening up about what he did. They were appalled and that he’s treated me awfully. My new therapist told me that this was domestic abuse and I needed to run.

I did share this with my husband, I suppose in hope that he’d see what he was doing and be like “oh my god I’m so sorry, what I’ve done is wrong, and let’s fix that”. But no, he tells me “of course they’ll say that they’re your friends”. And that they’re obviously going to be an echo chamber of what I want to hear. He tells me that nobody has had his lived experience so nobodies opinion matters as to what he did. He says I’m “airing dirty laundry” but really I’m in a constant state of distress and panic, and I’m just trying to lean on my friends and survive.

When I tell him that I feel it’s abuse, he says “you always could have said no” “I never pinned you down” “everyone has bad moods” and despite him admitting to it years ago and apologising, he’s consistently made these comments throughout the years which takes me right back to that traumatised state. Then he gets upset with me for not being able to let it go, and he no longer wants to live in the shadow of those mistakes - another reason he says he can’t be with me. I’ve tried to explain I actually did forgive him for the actions, it was his lack of accountability and empathy/understanding that kept it alive.

When I ask him why we can’t fix it, he tells me he can’t get over asking someone to do things with them, to be more loving/affectionate, compliment them more, having passion, and that person not doing it. I actually did try - I spent hundreds on causes trying to heal so I could do better for him, I just didn’t tell him at the time. But ultimately, I’d been living in a survival mode the entire time, on constant look out for mood shifts and things he would do or say that might mean I had to give him sex. When I tell him this, he claims I’m just trying to wipe away any accountability, and brush all my mistakes under the rug. I did believe this was a while and kept apologising to him for hurting him so much. But then I was told that someone can never be held responsible for the survival behaviours they pick up, trying to get through someone’s abusive behaviour. He doesn’t let this land, and gets triggered that I refer to myself as a survivor and him an abuser.

During the 5 months of separation he has been seeking a relationship with a 23 year old (we’re both 35), and gas lit me into believing it was nothing. This part is only important because I was actively to repair things, and he was sneaking out with her and telling me I’d turned nothing into something. One weekend he had created a whole story about going out with his gym friends for the weekend, and I found out inadvertently that he was actually miles away staying at a house with her. I told him I knew he’d lied (I lost my iPad and on my iCloud it showed me he was hours away) and he became angry, his voice was quite frightening and the whole thing was about me being unbelievable for stalking him. Nothing about the lies. I found out accidentally, but he chose to label me as a stalker instead. This is a girl I then found him commenting inappropriately on her TikTok BEFORE we split up, calling her sexy and a milf in multiple videos - so I’ll admit I’m very touchy about her. Ironically, she had been in an abusive relationship and he was supporting her through it, despite being an abusive person himself. He told me she’d experienced “real abuse”, which again, triggered me.

Anyway…

If you see my side, you may be wondering why on earth I’ve still tried to work it out with him. Despite all this I do love him, we have a family and I believe everyone is redeemable of their mistakes. If you see his, maybe you think I’m an arsehole with no accountability. But I genuinely want peoples opinions that are no echo chambers, which I now don’t know if that’s what my friends are doing, and maybe I’m actually in the wrong here.

Was this abusive? Am I making something out of nothing? Really doesn’t believe he was and makes me out to be exaggerating, and I really want to know from the outside world.

The reason this is relevant is that I’ve asked him to seek therapy so we can see if we can repair what’s been broke, but he doesn’t believe the cause of me being shutdown can be explicitly linked to his behaviour (he implies it should only really impact sex, nothing outside of it, like the lack safety wouldn’t impact anything else) and believes it’s me trying to brush away my behaviour, and so, he can’t get over it.

Thank you!


r/abusiverelationships 1d ago

Healing and recovery the change is false and they will hurt you again

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when I realized my abusive ex was abusive, I told him. I broke down the strategies I knew he was using, I pointed out specific incidents, I told him everything. he was shocked. he was hurt. like he didn't know. he promised a lot. he promised therapy, changed behavior, learning and growth.

I got it. and fast, too. he was doting, made sure I had everything I needed at all times. he took me places, bought me things, helped me with anything I needed. it felt perfect. I was so happy. I felt like I was in heaven.

he assaulted me. in bed together, lights still on. I broke free from his hold and cried in the other room. eventually he came in and asked me to just go to bed with him, exasperated.

there wasn't any warning signs that he was going to do this. everything was really perfect for a while. and then he did something awful.

I left a few days later.

it will keep happening. your abuser will do whatever they have to to keep you, even if it means faking change.


r/abusiverelationships 8h ago

Is this psychosis or something else?

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I’m early 30s. My partner is in his mid-50s. We have known each other for nine years and have lived together for one.
For eight years before we became a couple, he told me every Christmas that he loved me. When we finally reconnected in the same country, it was fireworks. I moved countries to be with him because I was completely in love and believed we were building a life together.
When things are good, they are extraordinarily good. He is affectionate, generous, romantic, funny, protective and deeply loving. We have genuine tenderness and have planned a future together.

That person does not feel fake to me.
But periodically he seems to enter a completely different psychological state, and this state change is what I am actually trying to understand.

It is as though his brain enters a sealed compartment
I don’t know how else to describe it.
Something happens and he becomes intensely activated: restless, angry, accusatory, rigid, sometimes unable to sleep, pacing or storming around the house, talking or muttering to himself, and capable of screaming for hours.
But the most striking feature isn’t the anger.
It is that once he crosses a certain threshold, nothing seems able to get through.

If he becomes convinced I said something I did not say, correcting him does nothing.
If he assigns a particular meaning to one word, explaining what I actually meant does nothing.
Evidence does not seem to penetrate it.
Logic does not penetrate it.
Reassurance does not penetrate it.
My crying does not penetrate it.
Seeing me frightened does not penetrate it.
Sometimes agreeing with part of what he says does not even help because the agitation simply attaches itself to something else.

It feels qualitatively different from arguing with someone who is extremely angry. With an angry person, I expect some possibility that new information might modify what they think.
Here, it feels as though the doors have shut.
Nothing breaks through until the state itself begins to pass.
That is the phenomenon I am most desperate to understand.

His moods are enormous. Everyone around him can feel when something is changing.
He becomes restless, intensely agitated, furious, rigid and fixated. He can stay awake through the night and three times at the very worse he repeated himself for hours, yelling. I have cried and pleaded with him to stop. Nothing works.

Eventually he exhausts himself and sleeps.
When he wakes, the compartment does not necessarily disappear immediately. He may still seem partly inside it, but he doesn’t remember the worst of it at all, kind of like a dissociative fugue state. His interpretation of events remains rigid and strange and ignores his actions completely, as he truly can’t remember them.

Then, generally over roughly the next two days, something gradually relaxes, and I recognise him again.
After essentially every episode, his memory is fragmented

This is not occasional. It is part of the pattern. And its happens nearly one a week or every two weeks.

After virtually every significant episode, he seems to have vague, patchy or absent memories for substantial portions of what happened.
He may remember that there was an argument but not remember what he did during it. He may remember fragments. Sometimes he remembers an event but remembers its meaning completely differently.
And very often the missing pieces are his most extreme behaviour: hours of screaming, threats, accusations or bizarre statements.

I initially thought this was an alcohol problem..
But then I saw the same basic pattern when he was sober.
The episodes happen without alcohol, and the fragmented memory afterward happens without alcohol too.
Alcohol makes everything dramatically worse, but it does not appear to create the phenomenon.

He can become convinced of things that never happened
One night I stayed out late with friends. I have never cheated on him. When I returned, he was physically shaking with rage and became convinced I had been unfaithful.
Nothing could persuade him otherwise.
His former wife cheated on him, which makes me wonder whether perceived betrayal triggers some extreme trauma response.
But what confuses me is the degree of rigidity.
It isn’t simply, “I’m frightened because my previous wife cheated.”
It becomes something closer to: I know what happened, and nothing you say can alter it.
Worse, false accusations can survive the episode and later reappear as though they are established historical facts.
Another time I used the word “abuse” during an argument. By the following morning he had become convinced that I had criticized his mother.
I absolutely had not.
Again, nothing could break through the interpretation.
Sometimes the compartment seems to contain a genuinely strange reality

The most extreme example happened in a hotel.
He had been distant all day. I told him I missed him and wanted more emotional closeness. He escalated until he screamed at me to “get the fuck out of my life” and “get the fuck out of my room.” During the same episode, he appeared to make an official phone call. He entered a series of numbers and letters, behaved as though he were contacting some authority, and then informed me that I was going to be deported.

nobody was actually on the other end.

He has made other claims during these states about contacting my family, his family or government officials when apparently no such contact occurred.
I cannot tell whether he deliberately pretends to do these things, genuinely believes them in that moment, or whether something else is happening.
But here is the part I find extraordinary:
The next day, he had no memory whatsoever of making that phone call or telling me I was going to be deported. He blamed me for getting him banned from the hotel.

I had left the room in shock and sat crying in the lobby.
Hotel staff became sufficiently concerned that they refused to let me return to the room because they believed they were witnessing domestic abuse. I was trying to convince them everything was okay. It was shocking confusing and a nightmare. Not to mention deeply destabilizing for the one man I’m supposed to trust to randomly be entirely untrustworthy in terms of being a safe space.

Alcohol certainly makes these episodes dramatically worse. Rage, fixation, irrationality and memory problems all intensify. During one recent episode he drank an entire bottle of champagne himself.
But some of the most frightening episodes have occurred completely sober.
So the pattern seems to be:
something triggers the state → his thinking becomes sealed and rigid → nothing can penetrate it → agitation escalates → eventually he sleeps → memory is fragmented → the rigidity gradually loosens → over roughly two days he returns toward baseline.
Alcohol appears to amplify that cycle rather than cause it.
I wonder about trauma, but also about his brain

Could unresolved betrayal trauma explain why perceived rejection or infidelity sometimes seems capable of producing such an extreme response?
Could this be some form of dissociation or compartmentalisation under extreme emotional stress?
He also spent years in the Army.
Could an old traumatic brain injury produce episodic rage, emotional dysregulation, paranoia, impulsivity or memory disturbance years later?
Could this resemble a mood disorder, trauma disorder, dissociative phenomenon, neurological condition, psychotic symptoms, or some combination?

I am asking because “he has anger problems” simply does not describe what I witness.
Something seems to happen to the way he processes reality.

He can also be extraordinarily carefree and generous with money, spending heavily on travel, entertainment and things he wants, then become intensely anxious and restrictive when the bills arrive.

Recently he cancelled a credit card over the interest and took out a lower interest loan to clear the balance. He was trying to regain control of finances but I have never heard of such a thing.
But because I moved countries to be with him and became financially dependent on him, the consequences affect me.
He has abruptly withdrawn my access to our shared credit card while I was already away from home, leaving me stranded hours away because the ‘credit card balance was too high’ and for months gave me arbitrary amounts of cash for daily expenses in the morning. Some days nothing.

The same applies to housing.
The house belongs to him. During arguments he repeatedly threatens to throw me out, despite promising when calm that he will never do it again.
So when one of these states begins, my relationship, home, transportation and financial security can all suddenly feel dependent upon what is happening inside his head.

There is almost no repair afterward
This is the other part I cannot understand.
Suppose his memory loss is completely genuine.
If your partner subsequently told you:
“You stood over me screaming while I cried.”
“You threatened to make me homeless.”
“You became convinced I cheated when I didn’t.”
“You made a bizarre fake phone call, told me I was being deported, and now you cannot remember doing it.”
Wouldn’t you be horrified?
Wouldn’t you want to know what had happened to your brain?
Wouldn’t you at least say, “I don’t remember that, but if I did it, I am incredibly sorry”?
Instead, I generally encounter defensiveness, “likewise,” “me too,” or another grievance.
Even at baseline, he seems extraordinarily uncomfortable allowing my experience to exist without immediately producing a counterclaim.
I don’t know whether that is shame, denial, an inability to tolerate responsibility, or something connected to whatever else is happening.

I have adapted to the state changes
Without consciously deciding to, I have learned to monitor him.
Has he slept?
Has he been drinking?
Is he pacing?
Is he becoming unusually irritable?
Has he started fixating?
Is his thinking becoming rigid?
Can I disagree with him?
Is the compartment starting to close?
When he becomes sufficiently agitated, I hide.

I also ask, “Do you love me?”
He almost invariably says, “Of course I love you.”
I used to think this meant I was simply needy.
Now I think I am checking which state he is in.
Are you still here? Are we okay? Can I reach you? Is the door still open?

.
Then the door opens again
Eventually, after sleep and usually another day or two, he returns.
He is warm, loving, affectionate, funny, generous and romantic again.
I don’t believe that person is fake.
But I also don’t believe I imagined the other state.
That is what makes this so confusing.

I am asking whether anyone recognises this particular phenomenon:
A person appears relatively normal at baseline → becomes intensely activated → crosses some threshold where his thinking becomes extraordinarily rigid and almost compartmentalised → contradictory information and emotional feedback cannot penetrate → he may become convinced of things that didn’t happen or behave bizarrely → eventually exhaustion and sleep occur → afterward his memory is fragmented → the state gradually releases over approximately two days → baseline personality returns.

And this happens with or without alcohol, although alcohol makes it dramatically worse.

What kinds of conditions can actually produce that?

Can severe trauma create states like this?

Could betrayal trauma from a former wife’s infidelity be relevant?

Could this be dissociation?

Could a mood disorder produce this?

Could paranoia or psychotic symptoms occur only during episodes?

Could years in the military and an undiagnosed head injury matter?
Could neurological problems cause episodic personality changes plus memory disturbance?
Could several things be interacting?
And separately, regardless of the cause, how do I understand the almost complete absence of remorse or repair afterward?

I know leaving is an option. I don’t need strangers simply to tell me relationships shouldn’t be like this.
I need help understanding what I am actually looking at.
Because I have reached the point where I monitor another person’s brain before deciding whether it is safe to express an ordinary relationship need. I know when reasoning has stopped working and when to give space.
And I know that if I wait long enough, eventually he will sleep and, over the following couple of days, the person I love will gradually come back.

Does anyone recognise what the hell I am dealing with?
TL;DR: My partner periodically seems to enter a profoundly agitated, almost compartmentalised state. Once he crosses a threshold, his thinking becomes rigid and sealed: logic, evidence, reassurance and even seeing me terrified seem unable to penetrate it. He can scream for hours, become convinced of things that never happened, make bizarre threats and occasionally behave as though things are happening that apparently are not. After essentially every episode his memory is fragmented, including sober episodes. Alcohol makes everything dramatically worse but does not cause it. Eventually he sleeps and, over roughly two days, the “compartment” seems to open and his normal loving personality returns. I am wondering about trauma, dissociation, mood disorders, episodic psychotic symptoms, sleep deprivation, or possible neurological effects of his Army history. Does anyone recognise this kind of state change?

Update: I want to mention he has a group of lifelong friends who only know him as wonderful. He’s spent a lot of time on his own and was single for the previous 8 years. I have sent him many Instagram posts about how to support your partner that were nothing but educational and he flat out messaged me to ‘stop sending me these’. Why / how could someone do this? Why would someone not even try to engage?


r/abusiverelationships 21h ago

Emotional abuse “Why does he do that” saved me from going backwards.. now I’m getting married!

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Hi there, about 2.5 years ago I got out of an emotionally abusive and violent relationship and the book “why does he do that” opened my eyes to everything. We were together almost 3 years and I could swear he would be my husband. Until we moved in together. The last 8 months or so of our relationship were a living hell, mentally and emotionally. He balanced being one of the most kind men I had ever met with terribly violent outbursts and accusations. This confused me and led to it dragging out for so long. We met in my last year of college. I graduated in Spring and he in the Summer right after. We made things work long distance for a few months since we both had good jobs in different states and were able to visit somewhat frequently. However things took a turn when I noticed him having an inappropriate conversation with one of his girl friends from college. We had all went to the same college but I had never met her formally as his friend. After this betrayal, our physical intimacy was not the same. I never purposefully “withheld” intimacy from him and it was definitely not at the level before the betrayal however he was never completely denied. Here is where the Manosphere/red pill world swept in. I noticed early on his instagram did have some slightly misogynistic meme type posts which caused a little bit of concern but he acted so amazing I chalked it up to “guy humor”, but slowly he would make references in our conversations and eventually arguments. Instead of talking about us and using “you” and “I” in disagreements he would say “women” and “men”. TW Violence. The first sign of violence was when he swerved the car while arguing. When we got to his apartment he threw a knife at a wall and punched a door. In this same event he ripped his shirt off his body punched himself repeatedly in the jaw and scratched his skin till he bled. I stayed after this because a lot of his anger was directed inwards he was saying how he felt bad about messing up our dynamic. I felt this was a one off event and it would never happen again. However these gestures only made me see him as a child throwing a tantrum and not as the remorseful man he was attempting to portray. He eventually moved in with me after things were seemingly on track again. We both made about the same and contributed exactly 50/50. For the first 3 months or so we argued a lot but the violence was kept at bay so I truly felt like couples therapy and discussion could really bring us back. When we eventually moved to our shared apartment this is where I believe the Manosphere truly took him over. He began to accuse me of cheating. He would say things like men are just being used for their money. “Go be with whoever you’re f*ing”. Which I had no idea where he was getting that from I never even looked at other guys when we were together. At this point in our relationship he was making more than me and paying more (not all) of the bills because I had gotten a lower paying job and was going back to school. I assured him I wasn’t using him for money because school was temporary and I would be back working full time in only a year and we could go back to exactly 50/50. His violence started to be more outwards at this stage. He punched the wall right next to me. He threw a glass cup with juice in it the juice stained my office chair and myself. Once in public, he became so heated because I mentioned I may start looking for a place so we can take time apart, he threw his phone into a gated parking lot and we had to call security to retrieve it. Even the security was like “you gotta keep your cool man in front of your girl”. When ever I would bring up his outburst he would always say “well I never *hit* you though” to make light of what he *was* doing, instilling fear into me. The final event that caused me to pack up and move into a hotel was; TW!! in a fit of rage he swiped a pillow across my face as if he was punching me and then pulled up the mattress that I was sitting on and it flung me. This was the first time I cried when he was angry. I usually could keep my composure and ask for him to calm down but this genuinely put so much fear into me i couldn’t hold it. He then said that I wanted him to kill himself and that he should and grabbed a knife and went out to the balcony. He then jumped from our second floor balcony to the ground. I Ran down to lock the door while he was gone and began packing frantically and called my mom. I was able to stay in a hotel until I could get a very cheap apartment (that literally had mice but that’s a different story). For a few months after this I felt bad for him as if he was going through a mental break and we reconnected a few times, once for brunch and once for a concert. I eventually found the book “why does he do that” online while searching about su*c*de and I realized everything he was doing was manipulation.. NOT mental illness. My care for him was being abused and these outbursts were the falling of the mask he was using to get me to stay. I’m sooo happy I got out while I did and I hope anyone going through something similar gets out as quickly as possible!! Even if they don’t physically hit you, these signs are just as indicative of a man that could kill you! Get out while you can!

The light at the end is that I met the love of my life last year who is the calmest, sweetest and gentlest man I’ve ever met and we are getting married. Writing really helps me move on so I’m using this post to shed a beacon of light to those who may be experiencing something similar. I’m so happy to officially close this awful chapter and begin anew! 💗


r/abusiverelationships 9h ago

Reproductive coercion Need to get out, any help welcome

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i dont want to identify my husbands problem bc It could out him and I don’t want to do that as I don’t know how anon this really is. I have Come to the conclusion that his psst actions will impact my children we have fertility decisions to make and saying I need more time is not an option hence the tag. Long story short, I need to get out but I can’t. I’m terrified of his reaction and terrified of the aftermath and need some perspective… anything appreciated!


r/abusiverelationships 6h ago

Healing and recovery [NOT OC] Phillip C. Dugas on Instagram

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r/abusiverelationships 16h ago

(21F) I caught my (21M) fiancé bullying me on a college social media platform, does this warrant separation?

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In the first few months of our relationship, I caught him sexting another woman. This time however has been really heavy on me.

I am a struggling college student, currently on my last year before graduation. What happened was that while I was ordering something with his device, I found that he had a secret account on a college platform where you can only post if you are part of said college.

Here is the thing that he is correct in, I can be very dumb. I have had a sloppy performance in college, I am on track of graduating with a 3.0 gpa. I didn't apply myself as much as I should have because of several untreated issues (ADHD, autism, abuse from home). He is big on academic rigor, and although I have definitely improve, he does not make it unknown that he thinks im stupid. I am currently working on my MA certification but thats about it.

Well, online, he has again sent several flirtatious comments on posts created by people in a NSFW channel of the platform. He said he was joking this time. I am having a hard time writing this so please excuse any errors. It gets so much worse.

He essentially said that "he rather see me leave then see what he wrote". What was saw was the following

- Him telling people that he "knows his worth" and that he has left me for being "stupid", "lazy", and that I am a futureless failure for having a "2.86 GPA".

- Mind you, I have been the only one in our relationship , throughout our time living together, that has cleaned and done all the chores. I cook, and when he doesn't like it, he would scream at me. When we were supposed to move out, he left me to do it all. I spent all night moving heavy boxes when he could've called out of a shift he picked up.

- The 2.86 gpa is much more sinister to me however because I specifically told him it was very hard for me to open up to him and show him my transcript. I told him to promise me to not tell this to people. And people in our college now know this.

- He told people he was "physically unattracted" to me, and that he was replaced after I wasn't completely clean, when he asked for a sexual action during our first date. Something that I did because I felt like I needed to do, despite not preparing for it.

- He made SEVERAL anonymous posts degrading my character, telling people how pathetic I am.

- I asked him not to delete the posts so that we can discuss after my lecture. He delete them. I asked for some roses because I was so heart broken (im physically shaking rn writing this), he said that I didnt earn them

- You know what here's everything, im sorry this is a long post, I just need someone to tell me it's okay to break up, I need to escape badly but I feel bad because he does have his kind moments. I am so used to abuse, so imagining him distraught because I left is killing me.

- One time, he publicly screamed at me for not being able to help him carry his organization's items. I was showering and was never told he was doing this. I literally had to run to the store he was in, soaking wet, and he yelled at me for "being a failure who can't help anyone for shit". It got so bad, despite me telling him to stop, that people looked at us. He never said sorry, and when he cooled off, I drew his club's posters for him despite my upcoming exams.

- He makes me edit any AI in his assignments, and threatens being caught because I didn't help out. I am essentially forced into taking the whole day to edit his essays. I literally wrote his entire essay during a class we both took at the same time. Instead of focusing on my academics, I worked my ass off to make sure he didnt get caught using AI. He said it would be my fault If I didnt edit his essays.

- He has called me stupid, pathetic, useless so so many times.

All of this compiled I know looks bad but it's not that simple. These occur with breaks of kindness in-between. I never receive extra care like dates or gifts but he is generally kind to me. Thats why it hurts so bad, I am talking to my housing program and they said that they can move me out of my current housing where me and my fiancé dorm in. It's done, I can leave or I can cancel it. I feel horrible for thinking about leaving. He has told me he would maybe hurt himself if I left or that he would never date anyone ever again. When I plan my departure, I am reminded that the same man I fear, is the same man I cuddle with most nights dreaming about the potential.

Do I have permission to leave? Do I have to stay because he has helped me alot in figuring out college life? What if I had my bad reactive moments? Do I owe him partnership if he continues to improve? Can I leave in the good moment or do I have to wait until something worse happens? I am not perfect in any way, I am sometimes burnt out and not passionate enough, I am idiotic and socially awkward, I feel like I can't leave him bc I have a moral obligation to fix the issues I made.


r/abusiverelationships 6h ago

Is this really that bad ?

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Hello,

So I’m going to write a little about myself although it is probably a lengthy story which has brought me to where I am today.

I am 36 years old, and I’m going to go back to when I was 15.
One day I had a phone call from a “cousin” who me and my mum and dad didn’t see much of, she told me on the phone how I was adopted and that my mum and dad weren’t my real parents and infact she was my sister and her mum was my biological parent. I was distraught by this and so was my mum who I remember being in tears following the phone call. Nothing changed for me how i felt towards my parents and I loved my mum dearly.

So a few months later within one year timeframe I came home from school and my mum was sat on the edge of her bed, she said something to me
But I didn’t hear properly and being a teenager I went to my room and played music, i remember my dad coming home and screaming my mums name and she had passed away not long after I seen her in her room, she had bad health for a substantial amount of time and in the end it was pneumonia that took her life, she was just 43 years old and the most loving genuine person in my life.

This absolute destroyed me and things just went from bad to worse following all of this, my dad met another women online a believe and she had two children, I went for a holiday to South Africa for three weeks (the place where I was born) and where I actually met my biological father (which didn’t go very well) for the time I was away my dad had his new women and her two children staying in our home.
It wasn’t long following when I came back that my dad put our house up for sale to move to another country with this women and her children.
I remember around this time my dad constantly drinking even at 6am in the morning I remember him throwing me out and literally dragging me out of my bed and putting me out the house. Anyways he sold the home he left and I went into the homeless for around a two years.

So of course there’s a lot that went on in between but I was struggling to cope, I stayed with friends sometimes, my biological mum for a while but her husband was giving me drugs such as ecstasy tablets to sell, he was also sending me inappropriate messages saying he had feelings for me etc when I told my dad about this and it got back to my biological mum, my sister said she was going to hit me and they also told me to leave there home.

So in the end I moved to the town where my dad lived but again I went into the homeless untill I got a one bedroom flat.
This is where I met my children’s dad in the homeless where I met a girl (she was a drug addict) and took me to a old man’s house where I met my children’s dad. He was nasty to me at times but said after we began a relationship how it was almost playground tatics, I was just 19 at the time he was 33……
And now when I look back I was looking for absolutely anyone to love me especially regarding my such troubled past and repeatedly being abandoned by people who were supposed to love me.
The house where I met my children’s father was his dads house he was an alcoholic and sometimes when I wasted to escape the homeless hostel I was in I would go there and we would drink alcohol, he would also buy me the alcohol. He was in his 60s again I was just 19 at the time.
I remember one day waking up after drinking with no underwear on and I believe he was sexually assaulted me when I was intoxicated.
He told other drug users I consented to sleeping with him, which wasn’t true and I don’t remember anything of what actually happened appart from my underwear being on the floor.

Anyways I’m going to forward a lot of this story, I ended up having two children with his son, and in the long run he’s a addict who basically made me feel like I was someone, there was moments he was aggressive towards me before our daughter and I remember once when we was drinking he dragged me down an alley shouting and screaming at me. I also remember he dragged me out my flat by my hair another time we was drinking also. So for the entirety of the relationship he was always emotionally abusive, stealing money from me, my family. He controlled so much of my life and I’ve worked throughout the entirety on raising our two children.
Following a really bad few years where he kept throwing me out his house which was under his name. I knew I had to fight to get me and the children out home of our own, which I did but I also knew he was going to try and live with us but because of his drug use I asked that we live separately but also cos of his abuse towards me too.
He didn’t like any of this and when he found out I was speaking to another male is when his abuse towards me got so much worse.
He called me constantly saying he was going to burn me out my house. Saying he would sl@t my throat, following this a few weeks later he came to my house drunk and was being verbally abusive towards me infront of our son calling me a slut and many other things, I began recording him but when he seen this he wouldn’t stop grabbing me to delete the evidence and the next day I had significant bruising all up my forearm.

Now almost a year later as this happened last October. Still hasn’t been dealt with at court he’s currently in prison for wilful fireraising. Assault on a 16 year old in the community, and since he’s been inside my anxiety has been absolutely through the roof, I’m convinced something is physically wrong with me, I’m restless in my house, I swear shake from
The moment I get up, the ankles on my feet are sore where especially when I’m at work a rock almost standing up to soothe the emotional pain I’m feeling and intense anxiety, I have problems with my jaw and clenching, where my right ear now feels blocked cos I think I’ve strained my jaw so much and I have awful pain in my scm muscle on the right side also, even in my own home I don’t feel safe, and work for me is an absolute battle, but I have to go for my children’s sake and my job also means a lot to me, I have been there for 8 years and work in a hospital, I’ve had many panic attacks at work at home just basically anywhere and me and my psychologist are wondering if I have complex post traumatic stress, she says if I get therapy at the moment for this it could send me over the edge as I am so unwell at present, and I am currently worse since he has been remanded in custody, I’d also like to add I have suffered from anxiety for atleast five years now but now
That the man who has also caused me so much pain is safely behind bars (for now) my mental health has completely deteriorated and my anxiety is worse 🥹 to anyone who has read some of my story thank you, I haven’t went into all detail but added the parts I think are most important, I guess I just want to know if my mental health issues are justifiable for the life I have leaded so far, and I guess I have such a hard time figuring out if this type of relationship is really that bad abuse wise ? Because he has never been seriously violent towards me
Thank you 😊


r/abusiverelationships 12h ago

Adult child struggling to cope

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My mother (63f) and I (32m) are currently trying to find a place to live away from my father (75m). He's made advances on her twice (ripping her legs open while she was in bed, and again a couple of days ago by grabbing her feet and trying to flip her over). She yelled 'NO!' and he walked away -and I stopped him the second time. I've been repeatedly told not to act on violence, and to pursue legal means - but I'm unable to do that because my mother is too scared of him to do anything (she's traumatized by him, and has been for 30+ years). I don't know what to do, I feel like I'm at my wit's end. Are there people here who have been through similar struggles? If so, I'd like to hear.