i was so sick of being lied to that i kicked him out yesterday, not before there was a huge fight in front of our dd. He really seems to think i'm an idiot who will believe anything he tells me.
He came back later in the day bragging that he'd been getting advice from his mum about what to do if i changed the locks and how to get custody of dd. By this time it was nearly her bedtime so i tried to call a truce and we got through the evening by keeping out of each other's way.
This morning he was on the phone to her again, talking conspiritorially so that i couldn't hear. It made me realise that there's really no trust between us and that i have no idea of the extent of things he's keeping from me. I just felt it would be better for our dd if we were as far away from each other as possible, so i asked him to leave again.
Part of me would love to leave with our daughter and not come back. i don't want her to grow up in such a poisonous atmosphere. But i'm afraid i can't cope on my own. i've always relied on him to help out with her and i don't have any friends (as he's fond of reminding me) i can call on for help.