Me and husband had been together 12 years and married for 7 and have two children both under 9.
We fell in love really quickly and were best friends. I was only 17 when I met him so he’s been my whole life, our friends are his friends and I really didn’t have much of a relationship with my family so classed his as mine too.
6 months ago he left me two weeks after taking me for a romantic weekend away in which we both had an amazing time (his words) the past year we had been arguing over finances, I was helping my family with money behind his back - out of my own pocket (we never shared money) and was suffering with sever anxiety and depression. We quickly learnt and I finally accepted that it was my family making me feel this way and I was being manipulated and had been since a young girl (I had to grow up quickly). He took me to the doctors, I found a new job and he told me how proud he was of me.
Fast forward to getting back from our weekend away it was a couple of weeks later and we had an argument, I felt I constantly had to ask if he loved me or if I’d done something wrong. He told me he didn’t love me anymore.
He moved out to his mums spare room and initially said he’d still be there for me and we’d still be able to do family days out for the kids, take his name off the bills as he can easily be added back on it need be, still wanted to mow the lawn etc.
This went then to hating me, not talking to me at drop off and pick up with the kids, blocking me on all apps etc bar standard messaging and then even ignores my message, which are only ever to do with the childrens school activities etc. All of his hate came when I had to ask for some child maintenance, I lost my job due to childcare arrangements and was struggling, he told me no as was still paying credit card so I had no choice but to go through csa.
im so hurt that the only consistent thing in my life and someone I idolise now despises me when he made it sound like he’d come home eventually. I pushed my family away when we realised they were making me Ill, he’s told me I’m not allowed to contact his family or our friends as it’s not appropriate.
I find myself now just existing for the kids to collect from school, feed bath and put to bed and on the couple of days they are with him it’s even worse. I am on antidepressants but everyday I’m absolutely exhausted, I’m absolutely devastated and do nothing but cry. I miss him so much, he filed for divorce last week on the day my Nan died.
what do I do? Will he ever stop hating me? I know there is no other woman at the moment but do need to prepare myself for what’s to come. He idolised me and I trusted him with all I had so I’m so hurt.