Thistle I am so sorry about your parents. Yes, do keep her at arm's length for now, you have enough to deal with without your mum's emotional pathology.
Not sure how proactive your friends are... I am very busy because of my course so I see little of mine and usually don't mind because I can't spare the time. They are good at keeping in touch, but I'm not part of the daily social life because I can't be. Unless you see a lot of your friends in general I would urge you to tell them that you are in need of ongoing support. Mine rallied round when I first told them what was happening, then I went off the radar a bit. Don't be too proud to say that you need them to stay with you. I have spent many lonely evenings feeling dreadful, too proud to ring my friends, or too thoughtful to burden them with my problems. Don't let yourself get in this position, please. Get people to check in with you.
You sound stronger and more certain than I feel I am, though I'm further down the road sat here (alone) in my new house - more of that later. And your dh sounds like he is handling things better than mine.
But don't underestimate how awful the break will be. You will feel such an awful mix of emotions - joy and freedom one minute, terrible grief and guilt the next.
Smallsherry I get what you say about sex. I found the idea of spending the rest of my life with someone I didn't fancy horrific. I can't believe I'm posting this on MN - a judgemental place, sorry everyone - but after dh and I agreed to separate I had a brief and pretty meaningless fling with a nice man I fancied like mad who was in a similar situation. Technically unfaithfulness for sure, but actually much less significant than falling in love with someone else, something I did do, but which was 100% more damaging - to me and my marriage.
Doha thanks for your straightforward advice. It's the route I've taken.
NewsatTen thanks for your supportive message.
I am sad and lonely tonight. Drinking red wine on my own. Despite dh's florid emotional goodbyes yesterday, the dds have returned to their 'real' home. They didn't like it here much - no shower, and dd1 v obsessed with hygiene right now -start of puberty etc, said she didn't really feel clean after a bath.
Both bickering constantly. And though I have made house lovely -sitting room literally looks like something out of Homes and Gardens, both their bedrooms looking gorgeous and not in the least improvised - they couldn't help noticing the little missing bits - no pot for toothbrushes, no bookshelves.
I don't know if this is panic, but I honestly feel that maybe low level pain long term is better to deal with than this extreme agony, albeit hopefully for a short time. I have no hope or expectation (or perhaps even enthusiam) for another ltr.
Just want to be a good mum, deal with my course and forge a career commensurate with my abilities and skills. But this feels so hard to do.
I couldn't bear the au pair. I escaped to the family home this afternoon and felt a huge weight lifting. How crazy when I spent a few days here, feeling the strangeness, anticipating the arrival of my daughters, but loving the personal space - and headspace. I did four days with her on my own and it was hard work, but I couldn't cope with her inability to engage with the kids.
I have her on a flight home tomorrow. Feel guilty but also relieved. What a total disaster. She was probably a nice person but incredibly timid and unable to deal with the job. I told her my old au pair was coming back, didn't want to hurt her.
Now I have no childcare and can't have the kids here till I do.
Too tired to write more. Well I am tired
Had a friend round since I started writing this, now texting another. Thank God for friends.