Tonight I called quits on my first and only proper relationship. We've been together for 15 years. Since we were in bloody school but the past 4 months have been a living hell as depression took hold of my gorgeous, funny husband and its twisted him into someone I don't know. Someone I don't want around. Someone so selfish I want to scream at him for being such a dickhead.
But I have 2 kids to look after and I can feel myself being pulled into the dark world of his and they need me to be strong for them.
He can't fathom what he's doing wrong and I just can't find it in my heart to love him, this stranger anymore.
After a lot of sobbing, clinging and talking its ended, we're done. 5 months into our marriage, our happy ever after, we've crashed and burned.
I'm heartbroken for our family, he's wallowing in self-pity. I've done the right thing. In the future I'll realise this and my chest will stop aching but for now I'm in fucking pain and just need to vent.