"D"H is an alcoholic.
He has issues I cannot fix.
I should not have let him move back in 3 weeks ago, pregnant or not.
I should not keep doing this to myself.
I should not keep taking pity on him; after all he gives zero fucks about how his behaviour is destroying me.
I should not have cared that he was booted out of his house share after a mere 6 weeks because he wasn't paying rent? despite working full time ffs
He will never put our baby, me, our marriage, his own DS, my DDs, or anything else in front of his need to drink.
He will never stop lying to me.
I don't trust him.
He will never grow up and pay rent, c.tax, or put money to the side to pick his son up - he will always spend "his" money on beer and expect me to foot the bill for everything else, and I will be all the cunts under the sun when the small amount of tax credits we get won't cover even half of that.
Tomorrow I am 12 weeks pregnant, and I am a single parent with 2 DDs.
I have no felt so fucking stupid in my whole life.