Here goes, from largely happier place!
I can make plans without worrying about whether he’ll turn up or not
Stop worrying about if and when he will come home, for days on end
Have friends round and be in control of my own space
Clean things
Not worry about his mood and deal with sulks and silences
Look forward to Christmas without drama and meltdowns
Not have the police turn up at my door
Stop giving away my money to someone who’ll never give it back
Not sneak about the house on Saturday and Sunday mornings while he lies in bed til early afternoon and enjoy the day
Go to bed in peace
Have alcohol in the house and it still be there when I get up the next morning, unless of course I've been feeling a bit festive!
Not worry that he’ll get arrested or kill himself drink driving
Plan holidays
Buy things without feeling guilty (and hide them) because he’s skint
Enjoy having my dog not be scared of him
Enjoy the holidays instead of knowing if I’ll spend New Year's Eve telling friends I’m fine, and lie about where he is / use his kids as an excuse
Not deal with ongoing drama and look forward
Not be dumped every time we have an argument
Not be scared of his temper and constantly walking on eggshells
Stop wondering if he stole my mother’s money
Relax and watch whatever American crime crap I like on TV!
I’m ashamed to say that although we split a year ago, he ended up moving back in as he had nowhere else to go after a short spell with a family member. It was supposed to be a few days and turned into months. Not much changed other than instead of sleeping on the sofa because he stayed up late every night he also had the spare room to go to instead of waking me up in the small hours. I was a mug. Too worried about him rather than myself.
A trip to the pub a few weeks ago ended up with him choking me after I took his car keys from him as he was drunk. I threw him out there and then. I feel horrendously guilty that I don’t know where he’s going to live.
But, after a few weeks of feeling scared by noises in the night I’m getting used to being in my own house on my own again. I threw a new year party and bloody loved it because I could make a plan, have fun and not lie about why he wasn’t there...
Thank you so much for starting this thread, writing my list has been hugely cathartic.
I'm so chuffed for all of you who've escaped much worse and found your new lives to enjoy.