DH and I have just had a big row and he has walked out and taken DS1 with him.
We have had problems for some time now basically down to him drinking too much. He went out three weeks ago, got drunk, was abusive to me verbally and said things that shouldn't have been said to my Dad. The day after he was full of apologies and promised me that it wouldn't happen again (this was happening on at least a once weekly basis), I told him that I had to put the DC's first and therefore he would have to leave, I don't want them growing up and seeing this. I gave him another go, he agreed to see a counsellor, etc. To cut a long story short, he saw the counsellor, nothing happened. He got drunk again and really showed us up at one of DS's friends birthday parties I told him that this was the final straw and off he went. Again next day he was full of apologies and stupidly I gave him another chance. The thing is I don't think I even love him anymore, I hate him for what he is putting us through but I hate myself more for allowing him to do it. I just swing from trying to keep my family together and being unhappy and wanting him out but feeling outrageously guilty for him not being here for the children. I feel totally gutted, MIL was here as well and DS1 was saying he wanted to go with his Dad, she did nothing to back me up although she knows whats been going on. DS1 then turned around and said he wanted to go aswell, I said no and he said to MIL that before she arrived I had told DH to tell her to go away, I had said nothing of the sort I'm totally not like that. I just feel like my whole world has fallen apart.