My Husband Is a Drunkard and Abusive

My husband is a drunkard and abusive Fuming…… Fight is a daily bread in my marriage, I also lost a tooth in the process, My body is mountain of bruises, Blue-yes are like permanent makeup on my face, I concluded that marriage is good for nothing, He come home drunk in the middle of the night, Even if the food is prepared and on the table, He will wake me to sit right in the dinning to watch him eating, Eating until he finish, He will just speak a stupid things and force me to answer, I answer or not answer the fight is on and beating went on, I am the music in the ears of my neighbors, Not when it is a payday for my husband, He will push me here and there until i become angry, Then the whole salary will be spent pleasing friends, Until too little is left he will remember to come back home, I am a poor woman but my husband is working for good salary, I survive by the handouts from my mother, Too sour, horrible and terrible, But when he is not drunk he is little better, When drunk, he is bad and even worse, Everyday tears left a permanent mark on my face, Stress and BP is finishing me off, Each time I conclude to end this abusive relationship, The obstacle is the children of the bitter relationship, Back to forth is the same to me and I’m confused, So much more bad to say about this relationship, …Burst into cry, tears eroded…..