Hey guys, I'm currently in a 2 year relationship. I don't even know where to begin. Sorry if it's long, but I condensed it as much as I could.

SO has always been abusive, and I've always called him out on his shit. Which pisses him off, makes him call me crazy, tell me I have anger issues, etc. Then he becomes apologetic and we make up. Cue the cycle.

We had a huge fight last night. We both work at a bar, and he showed up during my shift with his mom and best friend, who both enable his drinking problem. He got hammered and made a scene in front of our coworkers because I was "acting like I hated him." I just said I wasn't impressed by his need to drink especially since he was supposed to be home with his 2.5YO daughter and works at 5 AM. He wouldn't let me leave work until I sat and had a convo with him. I finally got him away and sprinted to my car and drove off while him and his friend tried blocking the car.

I went to the house him, his sister and I live in. She has an apartment upstairs so I went up there to figure out what to do with his daughter bc there was no way we were sleeping in the same area as him. I ranted to her and she loves him but called him a crazy asshole. She said we could stay up with her and she locked her door. I wanted to go to my parents house to stay the night, but I knew SO would pull the "you're kidnapping my daughter" card.

He eventually finds his way home and we can hear him wailing downstairs. Then he comes around and starts banging on sis's door and ringing the doorbell nonstop screaming to let him in. The toddler is terrified and is clinging onto me as his sis and I are just in shock. He goes back inside our place and screams at us more, bangs a bunch of shit. He starts calling nonstop and I finally answer and he immediately says I am kidnapping his daughter and I need to hand her back right now. I'm like "no way. I'll call the cops on your ass." He says he already did. Which is funny because he is on probation and isn't allowed to drink, yet he does all the damn time without getting caught. I call my mom, and she doesn't answer, so I talked to my own sister and she calmed me down.

This banging shit/ringing on the doorbell/calling cycle happens a couple more times then he passes out. Daughter and I go to sleep on his sister's couch.

I woke up to a text from him saying "so done." I replied basically saying it was over and I can't watch him destroy his life anymore. I really gave it my all. I'm afraid to go into our house and see all the shit he has broken. He said he fractured his hand by punching something.

I have dealt with this for 2 years and I desperately want an out. But I stay because he says he will do better. And he does do better for a couple days until our next fight. I am extremely close to his daughter, who I helped raise. I don't want to leave her with this monster, but I think without me, he will lose his 50/50 custody very quickly. I don't think there is anything redeemable left in this relationship.

Perfectly said!