This is a long post please bear with I can't quite believe this has all actually happened and I am very confused.
Back story- My h and I have been together for 15 years and have 2 dds 9 and 6. H had an affair 4.5 years ago after a breakdown, death of his absent father etc. I decided to stay and we spent 2 years in counselling and some how made it through to having trust love, support and frankly a really great marriage again much better than what we had previously. Renewed our vows and I have frequently commented how lucky we are to have managed despite it all to get to this place.
This year has been hideous my best friends son was diagnosed with cancer(I set up a charity for them and have spent hundreds of hours raising money and organising special treats.) our home flooded as did my best friends. I was bullied at work and nearly had a break down. All through this my h was my rock, just wonderful, cooked, cleaned, looked after dds, helped with fundraisers, planned little treats for us and literally got me through. I never had to worry about anything other than dealing with the shit at work and my friend. In August I decided to leave my job and take a huge pay cut in order to not lose my mind/life to stress. H supported me with this and we decided that although things would be tight they would be manageable.
Cut to this week, on Tuesday I get the call I have been dreading my Godsons cancer is terminal and there is no more they can do for him he has a few months left. I call my mum and she breaks down because she has been needing to tell me that my Dad has been battling with alcohol and gamble addictions for the last year and there was never the right time to tell me. I then have a funeral to go to literally an hour later (another friends mum.)
So I go to the bank to get some money to find that all the pins/passwords have been changed and lo and behold my 'wonderful' h has fucked up with our money by near enough clearing us out of savings and taken out a loan for £5k as well. All the money was spent on those little treats and also quite a bit on helping my friend put her house back together after the flood (no insurance) I fully take responsibilty for the money as I knew we were over spending and I just couldn't deal with it and I know he is crap with £ I usually manage it until things hit the fan. Its not the end of the world and I don't care about the money at all, I have a car I can sell which will put it all back and I understand he was doing his best.
My problem is the lies- I asked him straight out about money he lied. I told him I felt too happy and I was waiting for the sky to fall on me- he lied. I told him how lucky i felt to have him- he lied. I told him that whenever I rely on someone they let me down, whenever I am not responsible for everything things go wrong and I was so lucky that I could rely on him- he lied.
I feel like there is no way back from here but I also don't know how to move on without him, my dd are going to lose their friend, their grandad is going into rehab, how the fuck do I leave now. Should I leave at all? It doesn't feel like a good enough reason to leave h spent all our money helping a dying child and his mum- but it has wiped out the last 4 years of work and I feel so alone.