So. I asked him to go last night. He did. He’s been back this morning for some of his stuff.
Been together 19 years, married 16. Has been up & down for a while. Separated very briefly 3 years ago, reunited & had counselling. Worked for a while.
He makes lots of promises to make an effort but they never last. He was always moody , could love me to bits & couldn’t be nicer or miserable just horrible to me. The good times are what kept me going.
I know this is the right decision but it’s soooo hard & hurts.
Please offer some support.