So...here I am, in a hotel bed (complete with plastic mattress, I don't even want to think why) in a cheap hotel, crying :-(
I just went to the pictures to see les mis, and it gave me the chance to do some 'acceptable' crying, but I keep just thinking that H would like it.
I've thought of a way to put it to him though, that will appeal to his sensitivities and is also true. We just can't be together because we hurt each other too much :-(
It was so amazing when we first got together - we basically were drunk and fucking the entire time, with breaks to go and do arty amazing things :-). Totally irresponsible and great fun, reading poetry as the sun rose etc. then what happens when two irresponsible people fuck a lot happens and I got pregnant. Then a couple of years later we wanted dd1 to have a close sister, and we did it again. Both times we had unprotected sex once, we took it as a cosmic sign of some kind.
Both the DDs are absolute superstars - they are going to change the world - but we had to do a lot of changing very quickly, and our relationship really wasn't thatbtype of relationship. It was a Scott and Zelda, Sid and Nancy, Kurt and Courtney thing, or at leastit was in our heads. (In reality there was a lot of drunkeness, mental illness, emotional abuse and melodrama)
Yes, he has been an absolute twat at times, but I stayed with him, thinking it was us against the world, and the more twatty he was the more it fuelled that. I'm bipolar and being with someone like him suited that, and we lurched from mad passionate crazy outrageous infatuation to despair. Every time he did something majorly twatty it would set me off, and the little bits of twattery kept me confused and downtrodden enough to stay.
Now, though, I've got my mental state under control, and I'm growing up. I want security. My kids need security. Me and DH have had too many last chances. It seems wrong that t is when he isn't actually being too bad, but I have built up the strength now and I can see that I need to leave.
So why am I so upset?