Almost 12 years to the day that husband asked me to marry him.
Tonight it seems we've finally made the break. I left our bed and am up in the attic. At least I won't have to listen to him snore! Before going upstairs, I took off my wedding ring & tossed it to him - "maybe you can get something for this" I said.
I hurt. I feel sick and frightened. We have two dcs with SN but I've been miserable in this marriage for over two years now.
I'm in my mid-40s & have no job. I haven't been able to work since I became pg with ds, almost 8 years ago, The qualifications I have are no longer relevant.
I need a hand to hold (at least one!) to guide me through this. Is there anybody out there?