My bedroom is now a sanctuary and somewhere I can relax and sleep well.
No one taking money out of the account and leaving me and the kids short.
I don't have to walk on eggshells and try to protect the kids from seeing their behaviour. (He was addicted to porn)
Cook what I like, eat what I fancy.
Watch on tv what I like.
No in-laws to deal with and buy gifts for.
No ironing.
No shit stains all over the toilet bowl.
No being shouted at and blamed if I accidentally get a scratch on the car ir if it breaks down.
No having to pick up the pieces when they decideto go on a bender and looses his keys, wallet etc and the bad mood that follows for days afterwards.
No having to apologise to people for his behaviour.
The list is endless. The peace I still feel even years later is priceless.