20 weeks pregnant and my DP has turned into a nasty piece of work since we got pregnant (something I hear is quite common but still - feel a bit of an idiot for not realising before TRC. Still, can't wait to be a mother all the same!)
I've been wanting to leave for at least two months and just not had the guts for some reason, like I need him even though he does nothing but spend my money and make me feel terrible about myself.
Well last night I saw my friends for the first time in ages and it all came spilling out, of course they encouraged me to leave and now here I am sat with my bags packed about to go. I'm scared, excited, heartbroken, proud, and quite frankly shocked that I've even got this far!
I know this is going to be really hard for me and I'm sure I'll crash and cry as soon as I get to my friends house but I know it's the right thing and there's light and the end of the tunnel.
I don't really know why I'm posting I guess I'm just in need of someone to share this with!