My untold story.

My ex is abusive. He's very narcissistic, spiritually abusive, mentally abusive, emotionally, sexually, and as of now physically abusive. I was with him for four years. He was my first love and first long-term serious relationship. The night I lost my virginity to him he had convinced me he and his pregnant actual girlfriend at the time had broken up. He gave me the sob story, played the victim, and cried crocodile tears the whole 9 yards. I didn't see any of the red flags. Before I moved in with him the first time, it was a trial run. I didn't bring many things but did provide some things for the apartment his best friend was renting. They were just moving in. My ex didn't have a bed so I had my mom bring my granny's bed to the apartment *come to find out later after leaving he had sex with his ex in that bed. I took it back, he cried*. Things weren't going well, to say the least, but were still blinded by love and trauma. One night I decided to leave. I cleaned up the bedroom, packed my things sent my friend my location who was aware of my situation, I belongings into the living room as my ex was trying to argue. Note: I am shy, timid, non confrontational. In fact, if anyone tried arguing with me I would cry, and shut down to the point I'm not able to respond. My ex would continue to put me in this "shut down" state multiple times later on. I was waiting in the living room telling my ex I was leaving and my friend was already coming to pick me up. My ex then pinned me against the wall with black eyes forcing me to tell my friend to turn around. So I did. I was so afraid and had never seen anyone's eyes look like that before. I stupidly stayed until I finally had it. And again stupid me went back and moved in with him a second time. There is so much that happened in that relationship with him and two of his ex's that he has kids with. He doesn't have anything to do with, he still hasn't told his parents about his firstborn. His exs bullyed me so bad. The older one finally stopped but his second ex continued to harass me until I filed a restraining order the second time I moved in with him. This is all I'm able to talk about at the moment. The abuse I endured from him has caused so much trauma which lead to me getting psychosomatic lupus, which still is causing me so much trouble to this day. My ex has silenced me with fear for years, but now I'm no longer held down by him or his control and I am ready to start slowly speaking my truth and telling my story a little at a time. Thank you for listening and my heart goes out to all of you. May time heal you and karma do her work.