I am lost. DH went out on Thursday and never came home until 6am. I woke at 3am and worried until he came in the door. When I asked him where the hell he had been he gets all pissed off and says that he fell asleep at his friends house after a major session and that I was being unreasonable cos he never does this normally. He then says I can ask his friend if I don't believe him. Then he takes his jacket off to get undressed for bed and his tee shirt is on inside out! So I then point this out and tell him he is lying and not to bother getting into bed. No sleep from then on and I decide I am going to call in sick to work cos I feel like crap. He then says he has lied to me and that he was at a hotel with people I don't know drinking and having a laugh which involved taking his tee shirt off and on. Really!! I was speechless. So I phone in and then take the kids to school and nursery but on the way back home realise that I don't want to be in the same house as him cos he has a few days off for a sporting competition he is taking part in. Get home and go to work without talking. When I get home he is back out at the competition which is darts so again stays out until pub closes but then when he gets home I have deliberately let the kids sleep in with me so he has to sleep in their bed. Today was another morning of not talking unless necessary. The only mention was when he said I don't know what you think but I refused to discuss with the children within earshot. Then he goes out to darts again and won't be home until the pub shuts later.
I am gutted and don't know where this goes from here. I can't tell anyone cos I am humiliated and that has been further confounded by him still continuing to go out as if he'll fix it when the competition is finished. Obviously that is more important. I can't bear the thought of breaking up and the impact that will have on the kids but I can't live like this. He has been playing darts and golf every second weekend and drinks enough to sink a battleship while he is out. Who knows what goes on and clearly he thinks his friends will lie for him. I feel like we have been broken. Can cope while the kids are awake cos they keep me occupied but feel like someone has kicked me in the guts since they went to bed. All advice welcome.