As the title says really. Been going on years. One day, I am so serious about leaving that I am arranging house viewings etc and working out how I would tell the kids etc.
The next day I am happy again and forget all the bad stuff.
He has a very short fuse and can get nasty at the smallest little thing. Which is when I want to go and get away from it, would rather struggle on my own etc. But then he has a good mood day and I can't even contemplate giving up our life here (he owns the house, the car, pretty much everything, and doesn't want me to leave so will make it as hard as he can)
Just feels like an emotional rollercoaster.