I've name changed for this but I am bloody miserable and have told my H tonight that I think I want a divorce. His refusal to come home from the pub after we said we'd go out for a drink being the straw that broke the fragile camel's back. I'm struggling to come back from this and other stuff and think I'd be happier on my own with the children. I'd have nobody to rely on and would just get on with it and I just don't think I love him any more. My son heard us arguing tonight and insightfully told me he thinks we argue too much and if we are going to split up. So clearly I've not been subtle and he knows there's an issue. It breaks my heart before you tell me how bad it is. I'm crying as I write this but know that asking him to leave will break their hearts too. I'd like them to know we are working on stuff - I'll try counselling if he will but it might be that it ends up with separation. Even typing this makes me want to throw up but it's easier when he's not here and he's been away a few times lately working and kids have been happier. He isn't a bad father. His parents have been awful in his childhood at times and he's cried tonight about it but I don't know if there's the strength in me to go through helping him with that while my babies need our help more. I sound horrible. I'm not. I've just had enough. I think. Should we get family counselling? Tell them. Not tell them? I'm so overwhelmed