As a woman who was married to a 'bad boy' abuser for 20 years, I didn't stay because I liked the idea of living dangerously. Nope, I was going to college, saving up to buy a home, ready to start a family, you know, all that boring traditional stuff. In fact, I had been brainwashed by fundamentalist Christianity that divorce was a sin and I had given an oath of 'until death do us part'. When I finally summoned the courage to leave his physical, verbal and financial abuse, he tried to murder me. I didn't enjoy any part of fighting for my life, and spent 5 years in therapy because I had to deal with someone else's childhood trauma. Abusive relationships are complex and varied, if you've never been in one, I'm happy for you. But don't imagine that you understand what's going on or that a blanket statement covers every circumstance