I need help, or a place to waffle, or serious psychiatric help, one of those at least.
STBexH lives up at his parents old house (they aren't living there at the moment) he's been there for 9 months now after I asked him to leave. Decree nisi should be coming next month BUT I don't think he understands this means I'm just not into him. Or he's messing with my head, I'm starting to fall on the messing with my head side of the fence.
He has a history of little lies to make himself look good or just rewriting the whole world in his head to make himself look good and me awful. I have had an earful from my lovely Mil (who I wish I could keep instead of him) because of total bollocks he has told her about me. So, this Christmas, our first apart, I asked him to stay Christmas Eve mainly for the sake of DS3 who really wanted him there (turfed him out again Christmas day when he looked like he was settling for the duration). But he is using this house like free childcare, if he has one of the boys (there are 3) over night he will have tea here, watch TV then leave with one at about 8pm, drop them back in at 10am the next day and then do exactly what he wants (OMG, typing that, I am a DOORMAT). Today he was here watching TV with DS3 (turned up before lunch with food, proceeded to make lunch in the kitchen then sit down and eat it). DS1 had the front door key (new lock because the other one broke) so I left the door on the latch and them inside saying 'I'm leaving this on the latch so I can get back in'. Came back from town, no body home, door locked, can't find DS1 with the key. I phoned H, he'd left, closed the door, some confusion here either 'I didn't take it off the latch I just closed it' or 'I didn't mean to make it lock' or 'I didn't hear you say that' BUT just in case before he left with DS3 he went upstairs and opened a window lock so he could get a ladder if I got locked out. So he came round and did the heroic borrowing a ladder from local business (filled with gossips) climbing up to the middle floor and in, opening the door. All on the main road so the world could see him.
Since he moved out he's done nothing to make our relationship work, I left it months before I got a solicitor because, stupidly, I hoped he would finally see the light and make an effort but no, he does things for people we both know, makes himself look good. He's lost weight and shows off to other people how lovely he looks, he tells his mum all the wonderful things he does for me (?) but nothing here, no conversation, no effort towards me just things other people can see. But he says he loves me, he doesn't want a divorce but has done nothing, absolutely FUCK ALL, to change things. BTW, nothing could now bridges are well and truly burnt but he won't go away. AAAAARRRGGGHHHHHHHH.