I dont want judgement on me or my husband. I just want straight forward answers not bashing of anyone..
Ok so Ive been with my husband for 12 years. Hes always been untrusting of me literally from day 3 of our relationship. The first 2 years werent bad. But then my mom was diagnosed with stage 3 ovarian cancer & stage 4 pancreatic cancer. She eventually was put in hospice at the hospital. I was pretty much living there with her. At first he started accusing me of lying about my whereabouts because he called my moms room and I was down in the smokers area outside smoking and my little bro had just got there and didnt know I was there so he told H he hadnt seen me. Well when I got back upstairs my bro told me he had called but it was long distance so I didnt call back. I didmt kno what my bro had told him. Well the next day, I went home so I could shower and get some sleep. H started yelling at me calling me a *****. I went in the bedroom and laid across the bed and he puched me in the buttcheek. It left a bruise about the size of a grapefruit and I couldnt walk right. I left right then and went to the hospital and took my shower there. Well while I was towling off my sister walked in and seen the bruise. I tried to tell her I fell down the steps on my butt but shes a CNA and could tell it was not from a fall. That was the first incident.

I left him 3 months later in the middle of the night. And he found me and tried to get me to come home. Finally after months of it,, and him practically holding my son hostage by not letting me talk to him or see him, I went back.

Things were great for a few years. Then we moved. We got our first computer and I joined myspace. He started hacking it everyday. Hacking my email. He would go off over those spams you get from dating sites and accuse me of visiting them. Well, one of my friends posted a pic in my comments section of a bedspread that looked like the game twister and he said "Lol people would break their necks on this". Well H took it as my friend hittin on me and he hurt me bad that night. I dont want to talk about it, cuz it makes me scared. I snuck out that morning and went to his aunts and his uncle mage me take my jacket off and it pissed him off seeimg what was done that he cried then went to set his nephew straight. By then I was gone. Unbeknownst to me, H called the cops under the assumption I was going to, & told them I had attacked him so I would probably have marks on me. He took out an Epo and told the judge that I had Ptsd and went off my meds (I didnt) & went crazy and suggested mandatory mental lockup. That didnt happen but Im not allowed custody of my son because of when he said. I wasnt even allowed to get my meds cuz the cops in this town went to school with H and pretty much took his side. So I went cold turkey off of Lexapro, seroquel, topamax & propanalol. Now to explain his behaviour then. He was on massive amounts of steriods due to autoimmune disorder and it caused some kind of bad chem reaction in his brain. That dont mean I forgive him for it. Oh & I had an affair, altho we were seperated at the time. Only H considers it an affair.

That was the last physicall abuse. But his words are mean. I cant go thru all the crap hes said over the years, but this week I can. Last Friday he wouldnt let me go to my best friends house to console her (her bf of 10 yrs just up & left her. Monday he yelled for hours be aise I didnt wash his coffee cup. Sayin I didnt care bout him. That I was selfish. On & on. Then yesterday he said that I didnt care about our son and his school. That I was a bad mother. This went on all night. Then he hacked my facebook. He stayed up all night and when I got up this morning, he demanded that I go back to bed so he could go to sleep. I said "No. Its your own damn fault you didnt come to bed last night. Im up and I got **** to do". He just kept runnin that mouth abt how I didnt love him.and I was selfish and I make his life hellish.

Ok...is this emotional abuse? Everything Ive read dont point to it, but it sure does feel like it. If it werent for my klonipin, I would be halfway to crazy and he hurts my feelings.