The abuser

I can't believe I have been with Craig for thirteen years now. I am too scared to leave but I am tired of the abuse. I have waited this long hoping things would go back to the way we use to be. I miss the old Craig, now it seems like whatever I do is not good enough. Too bad it can't be like thirteen years ago when he supported me and not use hurtful words, He was so sweet when we first got together and thoughtful. I would say the abuse just started but it actually started when I got pregnant with our first child. I am to the point where I don't know what to do anymore. Should I keep hanging on or should I give up? This is a hard choice for me, but I wonder if I left if he would realize he is abusing me. He doesn't even see it as abuse. He thinks since he doesn't hit means he's not abusing me. I have been told I am a stupid, worthless, piece of s**t mother. His friends see him as a great guy who will do anything in the world for me when in honesty he won't do anything. I am the one that does everything between working as a teacher, cleaning the house, make dinner, help kids with homework, check the oil in the car, change oil, while he just stays on his phone all the time and sleeps. I even have to bring his food to him. If we have company over I have to be a bartender. My job is my only escape, but now I'm wondering if he is going to make me quit that. I just don't know what to do anymore. I will figure it out one day and hopefully before it is too late.