Oh god. I'm going from sobbing my heart out to being utterly furious with him. He is making a song and dance about how he's losing the kids - I have said again and again that we can have them 50-50 but apparently he 'can't stay in London ' (where we've lived for 10 years). He's a useless prick but it's still very sad especially for the kids who are 4 and 7.
How do I tel them? Will they be ok?
Ugh this is awful