Last night I finally found the courage to tell DH exactly how I was feeling. It had got to the point where I was so unhappy I was no longer scared of being on my own with the DCs as I figured I could no longer stay with the way things are. We'd had this type of conversation many times before but it always ended with him manipulating & making me feel guilty and then me caving in & saying I'd try harder(!). But not this time. I told him I'd had enough and if he doesn't pull his finger out, start putting us first and get the help he needs, then we are finished. He tried to put it all back on me but I didn't stand for it. We both had a restless night but today I no longer feel the dread I've been feeling for ages and feel like a weight has been lifted. Just wanted to share. Thanks for reading.