4 months into separation and I find it harder and harder, not easier, to watch them go with their dad at weekends.
I didn't have children to not be with them and all I feel is this huge rage towards him for breaking our little family up because he didn't want to grow up.
No affair, no violence, just in the end we were both unwilling to compromise. I wanted to stop being his mummy and he refused to accept that and grow up.
We had fertility issues for years and I went through so much to have my beautiful girls. Now everything I've worked so hard for walks out of the door every weekend.
I'm trying to use the time to socialise, start a business and do my own thing but it hurts that he's suddenly become Disney dad now when what I wanted from him back then was to get involved.
Please be gentle with me. I'm sat here in tears just missing them so much 