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  1. Okay where do I start It all started in April this year, myself and 2 other friends visited Marmaris for a 2 week holiday. Its going to sound so cliche but I had a whirlwind holiday romance with a guy that worked at our hotel, its worth noting that i'm not naive i know that this thing happens all the time and I certainly wasn't his first British girl. We really did click and spent all our time laughing and its safe to say we were both upset when the two weeks came to an end. I came home and 2 days later 2 other best friends went out to turkey to the same hotel and at the same time this guy said come back out. As I work freelance riding horses and I had an ankle injury meaning I couldn't work at the time so I had a bit of a YOLO moment and hopped on the next plane! We all had a really great time and my friends all thought he was great too. He was honest with me and told me that he had been with a fair few holiday flings during his 3 seasons working in Marmaris but he felt completely differently about me. Like i said i'm not naive i'm sure his said this to someone else before but I do believe that he meant it and I also was starting to really like him and the thought of going home and not seeing him again upset me. He suggested he could get me a job in the hotel for the rest of the summer, I said I would go home and think about it. I went home for 2 weeks and gave it a lot of thought and much to my parents dismay (I'm 23 and an only child) i was back on another plane back to turkey racking up the air miles! We worked together at the hotel for nearly 3 months and at the beginning it was so fun, I loved the work meeting so many new people and working with him was great. I started to realize he was very jealous about 2 months in when I caught him going through my phone. He was all pissed of at a message that was over a year old from my ex and other messages from family friends that where over 50 years old!! The next thing was facebook, he didn't like any pictures of me with guys even if i explained i had known them for years and were only friends or even my gay friend he wanted to delete all of them, at first i objected but soon gave in once he got angry in public. After that, that still wasn't enough and for a peaceful life I gave in once again and deleted my facebook, which really upset me as it cut me off from a lot of my friends. The final straw for me was when I was at work and got a blow dry in the hairdressers (the hairdresser was a man) he came storming in and just stood there and stared at me while I was having it done and was then pissed off that it was a man and was paranoid I was talking about him. I told him that night I couldn't work with him anymore as I found that experience to embarrassing and its not acceptable to do that at work in front of colleges and customers. Maybe that was the time to come home! But instead he suggested going back to his city and meeting his family, I agreed. Love does make you blind. After an 18 hour bus journey we got to his city. His family loved me instantly and I loved them. I learnt Turkish with them and honestly was made to feel like I had lived there my whole life. Everything was good until one day in a restaurant with him i suggested if I could get my facebook back so I could speak to one of my old girlfriends as I didn't have her new number. Just like that he snapped saying I wanted to look at my old photos with my ex or friends I just got up and walked out as people started looking. I waited outside on a quiet street, he came to me and said come back in so you can get your facebook so he could message the male friends i said no as thats just crazy. He got very threatening and i pushed him away, thats when he grabbed me by my arms and dragged me while i was on the floor so hard that my arms were purple for over a week. I managed to get free but when i got up he slapped me on the face and cut my finger as well. Some men saw this happen as he was shouting so loud and called the police. They came but I was too upset to say anything so I just nodded that I was okay. That evening his family asked me at dinner what all my bruises and cut was from and he actually told them and was crying saying how bad he felt and that it would happen. His family were disgusted and told him that if it happens again they will never speak to him. We eventually made up and I had another really good 2 months there, he didn't hit me or try to again. I came back on Friday to see my family and get more clothes but since ive been back he has been so awful. Ive never experienced jealousy like it. He messaged me and i took 1 MINUTE to reply and he got angry If i dont see his message for half an hour because i'm walking the dog I come back to 30 texts saying "are you partying with your friends?" "Who are you with?" "you dont love me" that general stuff. I havent seen anyone since ive been back other than family. His 30 but acts like a young teenage girl its crazy, its not healthy. I've explained its not acceptable but he either says its my fault or he wont do it again but lo and behold an hour later his at it again its draining. All the stress over whats been going on has caused me to have hair loss and my doctor said i need blood tests which has pissed him off as he says im just making excuses so I don't come back. I mean come on my health is important I need to get that sorted even though he cant understand why i don't just do it in turkey. I do love him and even after whats happened i'm still considering going back once I have had my blood test results back. Am i stupid? I know after all ive said bad about him he is a nice person and very kind its just his been cheated on by 2 of his Turkish ex's one of them being with his best friend so i can see why he is so paranoid. I know does love me I know that for sure but his anger and jealousy is becoming a massive problem. I'm torn my mum and dad don't want me to go back and If i was a parent I would say the same thing but i really really love him and we laugh and joke about like ive never done before even with my ex of 5 years. I can see my future with him. So i guess the question is would you stay or would you go? P. S Sorry for the essay
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