I don’t know if some of you will remember me. But I posted a little while ago about my BF and his son and their behaviour toward me
I have come on to give an update.. and ask for a bit of moral support.
After a really rough few months; some horrific arguments.. I confided in a friend. Who was amazing. If a little overbearing.
on Friday last week things escalated and he walked out. I called my friend. She came round. We packed his stuff and left it outside.
he refused to come for it and the police ended up being called.
since then I feel like my world has fallen apart. I miss him so so much. It hurts. I want to hug him one last time. Hold him one last time. Smell him one last time.
it’s only been three days. But I don’t think I can do this.
I have an operation on Wednesday. Very little support. Two kids(11&12) with additional needs; 3 dogs.
I am broken. When he was calm.. things were good. And I miss that. My house seems quiet and empty.
I worrying that it was me overthinking things. That maybe this is all in my head. Maybe he isn’t a bad person. Maybe I am the problem.