I cost my ex his 300k/yr job

My ex and I were together for almost 5 years, during which he was all kinds of abusive.

He’ll never admit to it, obviously, but to give some examples, I’ve had a poor relationship with food for about as long as I can remember. I lean towards anorexia with some binging tendencies as well. At first, my ex made it a point to make sure I ate by bringing me food on campus, cooking for me, and taking me to nice restaurants, including all you can eat. I loved it. But it soon became twisted. He’d take me to AYCE places until I ate to excess, then would order more or take me to a dessert place where I’d vomit afterwards. He loved to tell stories of how many times he made me throw up to my friends and family to demonstrate how much he “loved me”. It was humiliating.

He stuck his hand down my pants at a Taylor swift concert I paid a lot of money for and wouldn’t stop groping me. I haven’t been able to listen to her music since

Every time I tried to kiss him, he would suck my tongue into his mouth and hold it so hard that it HURT.

One time, I told him I was raped and what the guy did to me. Within weeks, he was doing the exact same things. I don’t know why.

He refused to wipe his ass before getting into the shower and would leave shit stains on my towels after getting out. I even bought new ones for myself and told him to stay away from those, but he didn’t listen.

I rescued a puppy and my ex refused to help out. After a week of exhaustion and lack of physical intimacy, he raped me 3 times in the same day. Once in the morning. In the afternoon. And at night. I tried to kick him in the chest to get off of me but he thought it was funny and wouldn’t stop.

Twice during sex, he tickled my armpits until I cried and begged him to stop. I still can’t have anyone touch my armpits because it gives me flashbacks.

About a year ago, I finally decided I’d had enough and left. A month before we broke up, my ex and I had a huge fight that ended in me ducking under a counter and whacking the absolute shit out of the back of my head on the underside of said counter. I immediately crumpled to the ground and screamed and cried into the empty litter box that was beside me. I was in agony. Instead of running to help and see if I was okay, he just stared, frozen “terrified of female emotions.” Once I regained composure, he told me that if I had another outburst like that, it would be the end of our relationship. I sucked it up, and went down for a nap, without realizing I’d given myself a concussion. But I did finally start planning my escape.

According to a friend who works at the same company as him, his performance didn’t improve at all since the breakup, which made me feel both sad and validated. There was a part of me that really wished he pulled it together, but I couldn’t take it anymore.

Since then, I’ve been taking careful note of his online gaming, since all of the records are online. I compiled them all in a spreadsheet, and highlighted the ones where he was playing during work hours. Two months ago, I sent those records off to his manager. I didn’t hear a response, but about a month after I send the email, the same friend told me that he was now listed as a “former employee.” For all 3 years that he was with the company, he was underperforming. I’m almost positive I gave them the last thing they needed to get rid of him.

TLDR; he was physically, emotionally, financially, and sexually abusive as well as an enabler for my binge eating disorder”