It’s on the tip of my tongue to say it’s over, but every time I go to say the words I feel sick and I freeze. It’s been 12 years, and nothing changes. In his good moments life is amazing, but in the bad he drinks, he messages other women, talks to me disrespectful infront of our DD and honestly I can’t do this anymore. I know I have to go and I know I have some issues with saying goodbye. My mind plays tricks and reminds me of all the reasons to stay. I’m sick of it. I’m nervous about being a single parent, nervous of regret. Can anyone offer any advice please?