He's gone. It's a huge story but I felt like I always was walking on egg shells around him. I can't be myself around him and I've lost myself.
He's been really moody with me over the past few weeks. I plucked up the courage to call him while he was out of the house and tell him how I was feeling....not great and wondered if I had done something to upset him.
He told me he didn't need this. He was so angry with me. He kept swearing. The signal was bad which annoyed him even further. Then he went to his mums and hasn't come home.
I try so hard to keep him happy to avoid his silent treatment. But then I always wonder if I am the problem.
This man messes with my head so much!