After many threads & much angst, I finally told DH that I can’t see any way forward. He initially suggested he rent somewhere to ‘give us some space’ but that it would mean stopping all payments to our kids savings, pension, and basically eating through any other joint savings. Given his history of mind games I think he was trying to panic me.
I stayed calm & said I don’t think removing himself would help resolve matters & all that would happen is that joint money (& more importantly kids money) gets eaten up.
We’ve decided to talk practicalities at the weekend. I just feel broken & sick to my stomach - but no more hurt than all the times he’s gaslighted & hurt me before. Or when he’s threatened divorce to ‘get a reaction’.
But I feel numb, physically sick & frightened. I am so close to begging him that we can save this but it’s taken so much to get this brave. Maybe stupid not brave.
Please help me ladies.