That's it really. I have to hold onto the anger or it will give way to self-pity or sadness. He has lied for years, strung me along, had a child with me not knowing what love was and now DS is stuck in this interminable hell with him blowing hot and cold, being callous as well as a complete sociopathic narcissist.
I'm going to try and get a few days away with DS, maybe down to London to see some friends, meet up with some mumsmetters.
I can?t bare to look at him, I hate him.