DH moved out a week ago. We have 15 month old twins and it’s all happened that fast that my head is spinning.
How do I detach from him? I’ve only seen him twice in the last week and both times we’ve just ended up shouting and me crying. I have good days and bad days, but today I just feel so hopeless and tearful.
I shouldn’t care but he’s just changed his profile pic on Facebook of us and the babies and it hurts so much. His polling station is two minutes walk from my house but he hasn’t asked if he can come round and see the babies.
I don’t want to end up bitter. I need some suggestions for coping mechanisms from those of you who’ve (unfortunately) been here as well.