What was the last straw?
I am having a difficult time understanding why time and time again, I allow my Stbxah to treat me so abusively. Even in conversations on the phone he is abusive. I want this to end. It's like in my head I know he is sick and will never be the man I thought he was. But in my stupid heart, I keep hoping that he will all of a sudden be the man I thought he was and he will want me and want to treat me with respect and kindness.
What has been the last straw for some of you? When was enough enough and how did you find the courage and strength to stick to walking away and no contact?