So many little bits to add to this story so it will be an unintentional drip feed, please forgive me.
Myself and DP are on the rocks. Badly.
We're meant to be moving house with 4 kids in 3 days. Oldest 3 are just mine, the baby is ours.
We are nearly irreparably apart. I don't want to be and I don't think he does either, but we can't seem to reach each other. We're at opposite ends of our world.
Has anyone come back from that?