Hi all,
H and I split last March after he hit me.
It's all going ok and he has moved out, sees the DC and is financially supportive thus far. We are as amicable as we can be.
He took the vast majority of his stuff when it all happened but i've finally got to the point where I want to make the house my own and i'm cleaning out cupboards and drawers as he has the DC this week. Sitting on the floor in my kitchen surrounded by mess and there are so many small things that remind me of happier times.
I know I did the right thing but i'm struggling with this stage of ripping the plaster off. I'm talking about the stupid things like corks from bottles of fizz for anniversaries and receipts for holidays etc - just writing it down makes me realise how silly it is, they are just bits of paper and most is going straight in the bin but wibbling a bit and struggling not to cry.
Anyone come out the other side and can give me a slap round the chops me some perspective?