If my husband punching the wall and kicking the door withing a foot of me holding our 3 day old baby weren't enough, somehow staying at my parents (because he is being so unpleasant) and having the toddler wake up at night inconsolable, and now sitting on the single bed, feeding the baby, making sure the toddler doesn't fall out at I can get him back in the cot. This somehow is tipping me over the edge.
He's controlling, and emotionally/mentally abusive. He's like a dark cloud. Negative, draining. I don't know what it says about me that I've put up with it for so long. I won't have my children exposed o it though.
I don't know why I'm posting really. I suppose I feel quite alone with it. And tbh I'm shitting myself about the next months/year. But it will be better, won't it.