Ah the guilt is so strong this morning, it's threatening to eat me up, but i have such a busy day at work i can't let it.
He turned up last night after having stormed off on Friday following his drink driving episode. One minute i was enjoying the peace & starting to feel like I could learn to be really happy again without him, the next the dogs go bonkers & I look up to see him peering through the window.
His first word was a tearful sorry, but the second i didn't absolutely accept that & start mothering him like I would have done in the past, he called me nasty & a liar & denied all the events of Friday.
Anyway, i told him that staying at the house wouldn't work this week as I've organised care for the dogs so I can be in the office (normally hybrid, but not this week as I'm running an event), which i only had to do based upon his actions, so he would need to go & stay at his mum & dad's until Friday.
I'm well aware i'll have to let him back at that point as I legally can't lock him out, but it feels like i've finally taken a stand & he's seen that. I also now have an address, so looking to see if i can amend my divorce application to serve him at his mum & dad's rather than only by email, I'm trying to hope that when he sees the papers, he's so cross he doesn't want to come back. Although there's still that bit inside me that trying to tell me i should feel guilty for abandoning him & I should wait a bit longer before making a decision, i am pushing the voice down & focusing on powering ahead. I think they only way i will start to heal is when he is gone & we have distance.
He was a pathetic sight, red wine spilt all down his front, alternating between blubbering & insulting, what a waste of what used to be a lovely kind man 😢