When I first met him, he was charming, loving, affectionate, and intelligent. I felt like the most important person in the world. I thought I found someone who understood and accepted me like no one else.
Over the next few years, I realized he lied to me about who he was. He mirrored my values and goals to trap me. But, as our relationship became more involved, his mask slipped more and more.
When I was pregnant with my first child, I realized I didn't truly know the man I married. He became controlling, jealous. He called me names. He restrained me so I couldn't leave during fights. But, I felt stuck. The only thing that scared me more than leaving was the thought of my infant son being alone with him. So, I stayed.
He became more emotionally and psychologically abusive. He began breaking my things (only mine, of course), and punching holes in walls. Those years were torture. I finally left.
I am so glad to help others avoid my fate with The Monster in My Home.