I feel I am at a very similar stage. Whilst I was completely full of anxiety and determined to leave asap earlier in the week, he is now showing his more reasonable and kind side so it of course my anxiety has calmed down a little and I feel guilty for plotting my escape … And like you I have a strange sense of hope.. even though I know it doesn’t get better… It’s only been getting worse and he has had chance after chance and has broken so many boundaries and left me scared, drained and almost suicidal
I keep a journal of all the ups and downs … At least one entry a day.. then I can reflect on this and see the sheer amount of bad days which then help remind me why I am trying to leave.
I think one day we will find the strength to go …. So many here have managed to do it so I am sure our time will come