Shit shit shit.
Been thinking it for a while (at least six months on and off, probably more) but he is a good friend, I like him, I just don't want to be married to him. I don't love him.
I'm staying at my parents anyway for another reason, 200 miles away (looking after my nana while they were on holiday) with the kids, who are 5 and 3 and diwnstairs with my dad. (They are home educated)
Shit.
I sent him a facebook message with some details on of what I think we shoukd do over the next three months, until our lease runs out on our house. Just a trial separation for now.
Then I rang him and told him.
Shit shit shit.
I don't kow if he has a shift at work today or not. Feel mean.
Last night he just made an innocent throwaway comment about his ex, and for some reason it just caused all my feelings to start spilling out.
Argh.