This will be a long rambling post but I need to get it out.
Met my ex when I was 18 we gott married when I was 25, she is 6 months younger than me.
We had our first daughter when I was 27 and everything thing was good. Then about two years after she said she wasn't sure about our relationship and I convinced her to keep trying.
We then had a second daughter when I was 29 and ex-partner suffered with back pain (turned out to be a slipped disk) and possible post partem depression, no matter how much I asked she wouldn't seek help.
During this time I took on 95% of the parenting duties but still tried my best to include her in everything we did. 'We're going to the park do you want to join us', 'what would you like to do with the girls today' etc.
We got divorced in August this year and I know 100% I made the correct choice for me. There is a part of me that feels like I have let my kids down and I should have stuck with the misery for them and put on a brave face to carry on.
The way I feel now I know deep down that if I knew it wouldn't hurt them I would have hurt myself.