Alone I'm separated. I have no family support. I discovered my husband had broken his marriage vows 2 weeks after my dad died, 2 weeks before the funeral and whilst I was trying to sort out all the legalities of his death and the funeral because my brother fell to pieces and my dad's widow fucked off to the other side of the world on holiday the day after he died. Yes, you read that right.
And do you know what? I couldn't be happier now, 14 months on. I would never have 'broken up' my family, yet neither my husband or I were happy for a very long time. I was prepared to keep my head down and just soldier on. I was past caring about my relationship too. And the thought of another one! What? Meeting someone new? Getting to know them again? Building new memories and new traditions and new injokes? Why on earth would I want to do that? I'd have been happy to play 'happy families', although I was dead inside.
But now? Now the birds sing, I have a spring in my step and I wake up every day genuinely happy. I wish I could give you a glimpse into my life and how I feel because there is no way you'd be saying you're happy to put up with what you have now.
You deserve so much more. This is your one life. Your one shot.
He's threatening to kill himself? He's cheating on you? He can, frankly, fuck off. Who is he to determine that this is your life?
Oh, and my children are fine. In fact they are happier now. They have both said (aged 15 and 7) that they can see I'm happier. They both knew it was an unhappy relationship and I think my ex and I did a pretty good job a lot of the time of presenting a united front.