Relationship Advice for a mother with a 6 year old

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Ok i probably made the biggest mistake in my life however i dearly love the man to death but he has caused nothing but havock in my life. I have a six year old whom wasn't living with me because i couldnt trust the boyfriend whom i had been dating so for the safety of my son i moved him out and put him in with my parents. The boyfriend had two lives he has a nice side and a very aggressive nasty side. I fell in love with the nice side and to this day still cannot seem to see past it. My son however hates this man and my family does too i however still try to help him and be with him when i can because i cannot seem to let him go. During the time of my relationship he abused me mentally and physically, he talks garbage to my family, he sees most all white ppl as racists yet he is racists against his own ppl. My mind is always going because do i not only have to care for myself i have to make sure my son is ok and has what he needs, i have to make sure this man i love is ok and has what he needs, i also have to takecare of myself, work a job and help out the rest of my family and friends whenever they need me. So for me life appears difficult and im not sure where i am heading. i applied for a new job in hopes to have a fulltime job and parttime job to support myself and my son see the boyfriend took off to another state so now it was my time to get back on my feet and do something about the wreck my life was in. I suppose i should step back a little and explain that when the boyfriend came he came right off the streets he didnt have any family very few friends but he had nothing i brought him into my home but he didnt want to get a job so i was ok with it no biggie theres lots of relationships where the man works and the woman doesnt so ill see if i can function. As times got hard i ended up loosing my house in foreclosure and we had to move to an apartment 40 minutes from the town where my son was. My son of course is staying with my parents because i want him to stay safe and healthy and i go to see him everyday or everyother day and if i cannot make it there then i call and talk to him. In the mean time the boyfriend and i move to a not so nice neighborhod where there are lots of drug deals going on and lots of wierd ppl whacked out. The apartment goes into foreclosuer so we can live there rent free. after three months and alot of ups and downs my boyfriend wiggs out over me putting ketchup on his taco which is exactly what he ate for the last 11 months so what happened i dont know but he kicks me out and then calls me a few days later to tell me to come get my stuff hes leavingtown. i go to get my stuff he confesses how much he loves me but he doesnt have any options i got four stories of where he might be going however in the back of my mind i thought i knew what he was up to. It ends up three days prior he met some broad on line with four kids and hes going there. He spent the whole nite telling me how much he loves me and doesnt want to leave i try to tell him that he doesnt have to go but he insists. He wont help me get my stuff out of the apartment so i stayup the whole nite and move my stuff down the stairs and to my car. The next morning i wake him and tell him to call his broad and let her know hes on his way because i want to get the rest of the stuff loaded up. He gets angry and i leave so he can make the call while im out at the store he calls i get back and now he wants to cuddle and kiss and still tell me how much he loves me. Anywyas i take him to the bus and he leaves my family is waiting for me at the apartment because they want to help me get the last of my stuff out. We get it all moved then three days later he calls to tell me hes ok he made it and hes sorry he didnt call sooner. Asks me to call the next nite so we can talk. I call he wants to tell me how he was so sick when he got on the bus and how he didnt want to leave but had to tomake me wake up. MAKE ME WAKE UP???? i was furious we screamed and yelled and talked and i cryed cause how in the world can i love someone so much who treats me like garbage. why am i allowing this person in my life who has caused me complete havock?? Hes been gone a week well almost but now he wants to come home he wants me to help him get a ticket and get back to me and im stupid enough to say ok i want to help you. Now im wondering will it be worth it? Is he going to jet off to another woman the next time he gets mad at me? I explained to im hes going to have to change he cannot control me, he cannot be mean to my son hes going to have to buck up and be a man because if i have to find somewhere to stay im going to have to take my son wit me and i dont want no junk from him hes going to have to change and become a man and get rid of the boyhood junk so he can be a father figure and help me raise my son. I also told him hes going to have to get a job of some sort cause im not going to work my rear off to support him and my son running myself into an early grave because hes to lazy to help. I do not understand my self why am i allowing this man to ruin my life, and my sons life??? I have never put up with it before in any other case i tellhe guy to move on cause im not a stupid girl i have been watching all this stuff unfold for the last 11 months i feel like im being played i feel like im being used. If anyone has some sort of advice or knowledge as to why i do what i do or what i can do about it please respond. My family and friends pound it in my head every day but i get so sick of hearing from them i feel like they are all just in my business and trying to run my life like always.