Now that I have finally got the courage (from I don't know where) to start divorce proceedings, I realise that the whole thing is going to be incredibly slow! So months and months not to say years of being estranged from H but living in the same house, and months and months of wondering whether I am making the right decision and worrying about everything. Months and months of feeling like the bitch from hell because I am the one driving this H apparently wanting to ignore me and/or treat me like an emotional punchbag, but stay married.
And tonight I can't sleep.