At least that's what it seemed like. I met my ex boyfriend in Dec. 2024 and was swept off my feet by the sweetest man I've ever met. I felt I met a true gentleman for the 1st time, he would open my car door every single time I entered or exited the a vehicle and was a true man of God. What impressed me most is the experience I had through him, referred to as a “RHEMA” which is a personal messag or word from God, about this song that my mom used to sing to me when I was little when she was sad, that nobody knew about and my mom couldn't tell him because she passed in 2017….  But about 6 months in, it snowballed from him being someone i admired and fell in love with, to soneone i didn't even recognize. He started being so controlling and these messeges from Yahweh (God) started to get more outrageous and eventually cruel. And I say I had Stockholm syndrome because I made myself believe them because I kept going back to my original experience thinking they HAVE to be from God. But the cruel included him beating me with a belt when I was “disobedient” to God's instruction (which im pretty sure i have 2 permanent belt marks on my thigh and calf because its been months and they wont go away) and him trying to make me stop talking to my daughter because she was being “disobedient”. Among other things I don't even like to speak on. I knew I had to get away from him and started planning my “escape” and I only call it that because he wouldn't let leave at my own will. He was emotionally, mentally, spiritually abusive and manipulative and a narcissist to the fullest. He already made me change my number, delete my FB and contacts and pictures so I isolated with no one to turn to. By this time I was the blame for us not prospering because I was “spirituall lazy” and a third in his side and blah blah blah. I would have to wake up everyday before dawn and pray fave down and tell him what God said that day. And it's messed up but I would have to look up scripture the night before to have something to tell him the nex day. I hated being awayvand tried to sleep as much as possible to escape reality and kept telling myself it was bettert tgan jail. I played along for months waiting for the right moment to leave which finally came at the end of October when he was gone on his training day of his new job. I had to make sure I had time to get a far enough head start where he coukdnt stop or find me. And I took that opportunity along with ALL my belongings. He was so shocked when he came home that after being so cruel to me tge night before and morning of he texted me non stop saying he didn't mean any of it and to just please come back because he couldn't stop shaking and crying.  I had to Block numerous numbers he harassed me on. Abd when I finally just changed my number, I guess he went in to stalking overdrive because he found me and came through my window. I had to call the police because he was going to make me go with him and nobody would have ever seen me again. He just bonded out despite my urges for a bond raise, it wasn't granted and was even reduced. I doubt a piece of paper is going to keep him away from me because he said he's nit leaving me alone until Yahweh says to leave me along and it's til death do us part. He didn't let me get a job, so I wasn't able to save any money up. I don't know what else to do. Anything you can help with is much appreciated.