i suffer from ptsd, which is Post-traumatic stress disorder, growing up i was molested and raped and abused. the rape and molesting never really bothered me but i think what my ex did, set me off to have ptsd. my ex started at as a really great guy, i made one mistake and he changed. i get kinda loopy on some meds that i take for my headachs, and when i'm loopy i don't remember anything, i told him this also and he didn't believe me. i got persured into sending nudes to someone and my ex(who i was dating at the time) got ahold of my phone and saw this. instead of letting me explain 1st, he yelled and screamed calling me a whore and a slut. i never cheated on willingly, and i never cheated on him. but he hit me, after he calm down and let me explain what happened, he felt horrible and begged me to forgive him for hitting me, i forgave me. later on he became more abusive and nelective. he would ingore me for months while i lived with him to play video games, he only talk to me if he wanted sex or food. i would become lonely but i wasn't allowed to talk to anyone cause he thought i would cheat so i would beg and cry for his attention, even if it were for 30 seconds. if i distracted him from his game, i'd get hit in the face, soon he realized he was leaving bruise so he started straggling me to i passed out and i would wake up on the floor only to hear "oh you are up, while you are up make us a pizza." we laid in the same bed and i would cry myself to sleep cause i was lonely and trapped. and he expected sex from me and when i didn't he would wait til i fell asleep or rip my clothes off and pin me down whispering "oh you won't fuck me but you'll spead your legs and fuck other men while i'm at work? fucking slut, why don't you fuck me like you fuck your other friends huh?" and pretty much rape me. then i got pregnant...when he found out he vowed never to lay a hand on me again since i'm carrying his child, and he kept his word until the night before my birthday he hit me so hard i fell and my stomach hit his xbox, he was worried i broke his xbox. i was 6 weeks pregnant and on my birthday i went to the doctor cause my stomach hurt so much to find out i misscarriged...thats when i put my foot down and told him to stay away from me, never to talk to me. hurting me is one thing, but killing MY child before it was even born, that is crossing the line...i am so hurt from him, i don't even remember the good times with him, i remembering his little nickname he gave me and the one time he was hitting me and i screamed "i want my boyfriend back" and he held me, just that once he felt horrible. now he told everyone what happened, and i have to and he gets mad at me for people hating him. people hate him cause he took the sisutation onto a whole different level than it should have been...you should lay your hands on a woman, if she hits you like a man then hit her back but if she loving, and caring and puts up with your shit, don't take her for granted, love her back. and girls, if your man is hitting you, calling you names, choking you, please. i beg of you, please get out of that NOW, you may love him, you may have kids with him, but if he truely loves you, he'd treat you like a queen, not lesser than the dirt you walk on. please.