My husband and I are currently separating. It's really fucking sad as we love each other, trauma bonded my therapist says, but his mental illness has fucked up the kids. He's really related me badly. I can't explain here. I can't type it all out.
Believe me although it's his actions...suicide attempts the main fucked the kids (early twenties now) up thing, I'm culpable too, as I kept giving him chances, looking after him. I really believed my marriage vows. But now I realize the untold negatives and pain
So it's over. He's moving out once he gets a flat.
I'm drinking a bottle of wine a night..eating crap.
I've got Endo and need a hysterectomy
I'm washed up out of date ugly as fuck. Exhausted
Twenty five years down the toilet. The Shame of my failed life
Anyway kids are moaning I'm drinking too much
Try doing this sober