Hi, thanks for thinking of me.
The solicitor was pleasant and helpful but oh my god the whole legal divorce thing is depressing and enough to put you off it for good.
I'm feeling confused.
After the heart episode last week (which I think was genuine as he had a follow up appointment at the hospital), on Wednesday evening he was very upset and breaking down.
In the morning he had asked me if I accepted a divorce as he was seeing a solicitor. I don't think he did see a solicitor incidentally - it was just to hurt me. I told him I would accept it and that I didn't love him any more.
Wednesday wasn't a good day.
I looked after him as best I could Wednesday evening and he said he really doesn't want a divorce, and wants to stay together but he's miserable and didn't know what else to do. He was crying and shaking and I have to say I was a bit concerned for him.
I told him that it is not ok to play with people's emotions like that and he was apologetic, conciliatory, recognising that it was wrong.
On Thursday morning he was behaving as if nothing's happened, loving and caring, but I didn't want him thinking everything's ok so I said we still need to separate.
He replied that he'll do whatever necessary to stay together, and have counselling etc but he doesn't want to 'let the best thing that's ever happened to him' go.
He suggested a weekend away and all sorts, but I'm certainly not ready for that, and said so, but I said that provided he gets help with dealing with his depression and that he changes his behaviour that I'm willing to work on things.
The weekend has been nice, he's been very loving and sensitive and actually if he'd always been like this I would never ever have considered leaving.
But there is always the worry that it's an act and that things will revert. That has always been what the children are most worried about - that things will be ok for a while and then the cycle will start again, and it's always at the back of my mind.
I can't allow my confidence to be smashed again.
It's been particularly easy to have a good weekend as our older children are now home from university for easter, so it all feels homely and happy.
I had arranged to see a house on Friday (which we did), and to go for Sunday lunch with a friend (to get out of the house with the children). I'm not going to let my friend down after she's been good enough to stand by me, so we went anyway, and it was a good way to show that time with friends is non-negotiable, and he was ok about it.
I'm also going out with friends on Thursday, and he's also arranged to go to a leaving do with work on Thursday. Which actually is fantastic - far more normal.
Tonight (Monday) was fine, but the little grumpiness-es were creeping in, and late on he let slip something that happened last week, when we weren't speaking but I'd sent him a message explaining how there were things I'd done wrong but that he'd hurt me, and that there could still be a way forward and I was keen to meet him halfway to make things work.
At the time in spite of my tears he'd said it was rubbish and 'just words', and I'd replied that my words were from the heart. I remember saying 'you really are a bastard aren't you, where did I ever go wrong'.
I went to work crying, very confused and distressed.
He actually brought that up as something that made him laugh - he said he 'couldn't believe I was exonerating myself from doing anything wrong' and that he laughed all the way to work.
I was quiet for a while processing that, as it made me feel a bit sick.
We had words after, and I can kind of see that he has no sensitivity and no empathy, no way of understanding or connecting with my point of view or feeling.
He also claimed that he has a date on Thursday and he's not actually going out with work, but I simply don't believe that.
I asked about a time that he behaved in a very odd way around Christmas. We were driving to get the Christmas dinner food, and I told him that I'd been put forward for an award at work, and I expected him to say well done babe, that's fantastic, but instead he said how I'm not an achiever, I never deliver, and that he's a 'results person' and will only ever be impressed if I have genuine results. It was really odd, really illogical and really unkind, and just blew me away. I remember sitting in total silence listening to this tirade. So I asked why he said that. He was angry with me for asking, said he couldn't remember and didn't know and that if I want to start digging stuff up from the past did I want him to do the same...
We left it there.
But I see that the cycle will go on and on and nothing can ever change, no matter how much I want it to.
He apologised this morning, but said he still doesn't see why it's wrong to laugh at something that upset me, and he doesn't think there's any need to drag up something that happened last week.
Ok, back to looking for houses.
Neither of the ones we've seen will support 5 of us (when the older children are home from uni), but one will turn up, I hope.
I'm feeling depressed, confused, annoyed with myself for letting myself be fooled again, but more focussed.
I have an opportunity at work that I cannot let slip. I have to stay strong and undamaged. I'll bide my time over Easter, and then get out with the kids.
At least I tried, one last time...