im hoping that writing out my story will maybe help me out a bit.
it started out perfectly...we both agreed that it couldn't last forever. we never argued, we spent all our time together, we were so completly in love and i had never experienced that before. i have had a few boyfriends before him, but he was really my first big love. i did everything for him, everything i did i thought of him, i was head over heals, and he seemed to be too.
i started noticing a few things when he was always wanting to see me, or talk to me, or know where i was and what i was doing.
it was weird to me, because i was ALWAYS with him..my family started to notice that i wasnt at home anymore, and he was basically my life. my friends soon faded away and all i had was him. he deleted all the numbers out of my phone except him and family, and constantly went through my laptop/facebook/msn. just to point out, i am 17 and he was 4 years older than me. soon he began to accuse me of cheating on him, or flirting with other guys, or he would tell me he was terrified to lose me, he had never met anyone else like me, and he had never loved anyone more. once school started, he began to become worse - he would have me call him in the morning when i got up, on my way to school, text him during class, go see him on my breaks, call him on my way back to school, see him after school, and call him before bed. he started coming to my school to see what i was doing, and constantly told me to quit my job and find a new one (he hated the people who worked there.) everytime we fought he would make me feel like everything was my fault, and i was the one ruining things, i was the one who should feel lucky to have him taking care of me. he told my many times that i treated him terribly, and i was hiding things from him. he said i used to be a slut and basically broke me down. however, he would also be very sweet, tell me i was amazing, beautiful, smart, etc. i soon saw his temper come out, and when we fought he began to accuse me of thing, calling me a sarcastic bitch, a lying bitch, and a cheating bitch.
i could not understand how someone who i gave EVERYTHING up for, and loved so much could be so mean to me. he was controlling my life, twisting my words, and making me depend on him. i finally put my foot down and said i need some freedom, i need you to stop accusing me of doing things and to listen to me..
he promised he would work on it, he knew this was his fault, he was going to do what he could to change, but it wouldnt be perfect. i felt like he was being genuine and i beleived he was going to change. i didnt tell anyone what was going on, as my parents didnt completly approve of the relationship, and i wanted to protect him. however, there were a few threats that he always laughed off as jokes, and a few things that just didnt seem right to me. i was so blinded by my love for him though, that i didnt care. i just thought he was being like this because he loved me so much. i know his father was abusive, and although he told me he never wantd to me anything like him, i can see that he is.
the only thing that scares me, is that if i didnt finally tell my parents and break it off with him (which was scary and painful as things escalated and nearly got out of control) is that i imagine going back to him. i know that i am so much better off, and i dont need that in my life, but i am so lonely, and feel like all the good times we had were so amazing. he was my first, and i hate that he has that part of me.
i want to move on so bad, but im finding it hard to let ho. i have good moemnts, and bad moments, and the sad thing is i dont know what to belive about the relationship anymore. i found out that he lied to me, trying to trick me into telling him things.
when i write it all out, its quite obvious that it was abuse, but i still dont know if i can believe it. i want to belive that he cared for me and that it isnt true. i just dont know what to think

my mom thinks i should maybe go to counseling and talk things out.
any ideas?
