I honestly don't know where to start this thread as I have let it go on for so much longer than it should have. In a long term relationship with 2 young children involved. Under 2 and 3. Whilst expecting baby number 1, things turned very dark. My partner started to become distant and was drinking during the week, secretive with his phone and just generally treating me like dirt. Naturally I became curious. After 6 months of this and finding sex toys in his work trousers, make up stained shirts ect. Not coming to appointments with me, I lost it one night he came home and passed out drunk, i unlocked his phone. To confirm all my "paranoia" in black and white, thousands of Snapchats bragging of the sex they were having. The blackmailing from her to him about telling his pregnant girlfriend if he didn't jump when she said. Explicit and vulgar texts going on for months. Needless to say, we split up. But after a few months of him begging and pleading and me being an apsolute fool. Head over heels with my first child, I gave him another chance. I wanted a family unit and as hard as it is to admit a part of me still loved him . Before I knew it I was pregnant with baby number 2. I was almost 18 weeks pregnant before I knew. At this point I had already regretted ever giving him another chance and at a very low point. I felt guilt, I felt stupid and I felt like my life was destroyed. How could I ever be so silly to think I could trust this man again? Now I won't only have one but two children to the person who thought so little of me. I don't know if it was a matter of burying my head because I was so busy with 2 small babies but..i hated this man. I resented him. I did not know what to do. So, bring ourselves to today where I can finally say I don't love him and do not want a future with him. I have told him this. He won't accept it. He refuses to leave the house. He tells me I am selfish and that I am breaking up the family. That I need help. I do not know what to do at this point as this is going on for 2 and half years. It was over before the first child was even born. I am miserable, I hate myself for allowing this be the example I set for my children and staying with someone just because I have children with them. I feel like the only option I have left is to go down the legal route as he point blank will not leave. I can't live this life any longer. We do not talk, if we have to, it ends up in a fight. He sits in one room, I sit in the other. It is like having a room mate who spends on average about an hour an evening(sometimes less) with his children before bed. He brings them nowhere, never has them on his own. I feel trapped by his words and feel like there is no way out of this.