I'm actually so pissed off now I wish I could just disappear into the night and never see the selfish dick again.
He is ill and he is. But by god he feels it absolves from from lifting a fucking finger. He couldn't even pour himself a glass of water - the bottle was on the table! He has sworn at me, shouted at me for making a reasonable request (put the toilet lid down!), ignored me, listened to our baby cry his eyes out whilst I fixed him a bottle then had to change him. He just stayed upstairs out of the way until I had finished and started feeding our baby then came downstairs and made himself some toast. Never fucking mind I've not eaten because I've been looking after two fucking babies today. I'm broken. I literally don't want him in the bloody house anymore. He pretty much admitted he doesn't give a shit about our son, who he told me was my son. I'm just so bloody mad I want to scream at him and push him out of the bed I bloody paid for. I actually hate him. He brings nothing but misery to my life. I know it's the age old LTB but quite honestly I can't deal with the fallout from that either. He is a nasty piece of work and he will die a lonely old man and it will be nothing short of what he deserves.
Sorry for the rant. Must vent somewhere or I'll be living my future out courtesy of our Majesty.