I have a tight feeling in my chest, a knot in my stomach. My head is flipping from “this is for the best” to “what are you doing to your life you fool. You’ll hate yourself. The kids will hate you.”
I’m so scared. I could cry at any minute.
I’ve been with him for 10 years. Since I was 18. And now I have two small kids who I need to do it alone for.
I basically done it alone anyway. He worked away lots. But now the realisation that I am alone makes me feel strange. If I pretend he’s just away to work abroad again I feel ok. But it’s the knowing that he isn’t there that hurts. Although I can’t continue the relationship because of his poor behaviour and trust issues so it’s makes sense.
He said he’ll move out but I don’t know when. Each day our amicable split pushes further away from amicable and closer to hostile. I think it’ll be easier once he’s gone. But the thought also terrifies me.
I have been sick with nerves.