Title kinda says it all!
First comes chemistry then character. The depths of his addictive lifestyle choices created a distance between us that impacted on me and the kids. I tried, gods knows I tried to go along with the bare minimum in the vain hope he'd change.
An official diagnosis of adult adhd was a welcomed relieved but it didn't stop tbr immature and selfish choices of a grown ass man. When you are part of a family you are meant to grow with the family, merge the needs and muckle in? It was like an individual amongst crew.
We were pregnant and despite having the thought of a termination we seen it through, or at least I did. His response to this was to go solo travel and find himself before baby arrived. His needs come first?
Now baby is here and I'm on my own with the baby and kids it's hard to not imagine what it would be like? Especially since I invested everything in it including my womb. I have no regrets, I just have so many's for people to be better. I guess I'll never know. Is it wrong to be sad over what you never had?