Never will forgive my mother. The one time, I was about 12, that I threatened to call the police on my step dad, he made sure I didn't forget it. I thought about doing it anyway, with the fresh welts and brusies, but didn't have the guts. Thought he'd kill me or I'd end up God knows where. Dysfunction is terrible. Family dynamic was all about hiding the yelling, threats, crying, insults, ridicule, anger when others were around. As soon as they left, the cruelty begins. But you learn to be embarrassed of showing it to others, even when you're the victim. It's ####### awful and now that you're on that end of it, I wish you all the best. If it were me and my kids, Heaven forbid, after what I went through I'd have a hard time not taking a baseball bat to the guy. Don't! But be tenatious. Your kids need you more than you know and they'll thank you someday, even if your popping the bubble of their existence and exposing the pain is temporarily uncomfortable for them.And as far as their mother... #### that #####. Weak, selfish women who put their own interests before the safety and security of their kids... Nothing worse. My mother did everything she could to disempower and discourage me as a kid, rather than nurture and build me up. I'll never understand it and every day I work to do the opposite with my kids (one a week old today.) I always tell me oldest son that there's nothing he can't do or be. Shower him with hugs and praise. THAT is the atmosphere that every kid deserves. Insist, fight and claw for them to get it.And good luck to you!