@Blossominspring2021 I can actually answer that very accurately, as he moved out over the summer. To sum it up, I was happy and he was in a very dark place.
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At that point he was seriously anxious about Covid, and our children's year groups re-opened in June. They desperately needed to go back, but H said no he wanted us all at home. We live in an area that's had very few cases, but in the north west so have had stricter restrictions for over a year. He was convinced he'd catch it and die. Me and the children were together 24/7 for months on end and he did not lift a finger to help me. He continued going to his office and worked (alone) throughout, then gamed all night. I was so happy when the kids could go back, but he went mad and refused. I told him they absolutely were going back for their sanity and mine!
So at that point he decided to move out to protect himself from covid risk. I viewed it more as a trial separation, he viewed it that it was for his health. His dad has a flat so he went to stay there and decided not to have any contact at all with us. Very, very quickly his mental health declined, after 3 weeks he wanted to meet us for a walk, and about 3 weeks later he was asking to move home. So he was gone around 6/7 weeks.
The fact was, I was fine with that as money-wise he continued to pay into our joint account (as I could not run my business). It was a weight being lifted. No grumpy Daddy refusing to go on walks. No endless moaning about covid and gloomy predictions he'd catch it and die. Kids missed him a bit, at first, but he is such an absent father anyway that they didn't notice too much. I didn't miss him as much as miss having an extra pair of hands at certain times, but generally I'm on my own anyway whether he's in the house or not, so it was fine. The house was tidier and everything felt lighter.
However his mental health deteriorated so fast I was very worried. After the 6 weeks or so I did let him move back for fear something bad would happen. He was full of promises - we'd get the dog I'd always wanted, we'd have a trip away, he'd see a counsellor again, he'd get help and medication for anxiety and depression, we'd see a marriage counsellor. Back then he wasn't as into the game and the rest of the summer felt like he was trying to be more 'normal' and engaging with us.
When further lockdowns came in the autumn, it started spiralling again and he got further into the game. But at this point our son was seriously struggling with the return to lockdown, things were awful for him. So I pushed my marital concerns to one side as I wanted to be strong for my son. I was unable to get help for him anywhere. Eventually we ploughed our savings into getting him a private AsD assessment and recently had the info through that he too is high functioning. Basically he'd be Aspergers like H if they still gave that diagnosis.
A while ago I suggested to H that he move out again. My reason was he was sleeping through all of our weekends and the children missed him. We were in the lockdown again, so homeschooling and me on duty 24/7, him off to play his game during quiet spells at his office and then on the game again all night. He told me he was too stressed out by the kids (the 1 hour a day on weekdays he spent putting them to bed
), and when he's stressed he shuts down and sleeps. Lie in for him, more work for me. Too tired to do lunch, I'll do it. Doesn't want to go for a walk, ok I'll take the dog. Rinse and repeat. I had enough.
This time, I reasoned, if he moved out he's already on his antidepressants so in theory shouldn't decline as much, and that way instead of being an energy sucking ghost in the house, he'd do exactly as he pleases 6 days out of 7, then spend 1 day a weekend with the kids full of energy and able to give them his all.
He refused unless I was asking 'for personal reasons' I.e. because I wanted to split up. At that time I still thought we could make it work, and said I had no personal want to move him out, but that's how drastic I wanted an improvement for our children. He didn't want to move out and said he'd try harder with the kids. For a few weeks he did, and fair enough on the weekends lately he's been doing a bit more with the kids. But only because since things started opening in April I booked me and the dog into a weekend training class, so he's now forced to interact with the kids on his own for an hour each Sunday. So far that's been mostly 'movie day' but far better than him on his game ignoring them on their rooms as per previous weekends.
If I ask him to go again, it will be a personal reason, and not to do with the kids. It will be because I've tried everything and I'm fed up being the only one trying. At the moment I feel trapped because of my lack of financial independence and the children being so young, I think if I had money of my own and they were a little bit older it'd be completely done between us. The fact that he can't even manage a week of "balance" between me and the game tells me everything I need to know.