I've been living with my ex for 7 years, 7 bloody years. Finally sold the house and I've moved into my late DM's house with my DC and pets.
I can't believe how much better I feel already. A huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I see a future.
I've still got to sell my DM's house and move again but it's given me a breather.
I'm not preaching, not at all. It's taken me 7 yrs from telling my 'D' H that I wanted to separate. I could have caved in for an easy life at any time but nope, I was steadfast and determined.
I guess the point of the post is, stay firm, keep your goal in sight, get your ducks in a row.
At 56 I'm finally looking forward to my future. I fell out of love with 'D'H well before I finally told him I wanted to separate, kept stalling, like you do. Hadn't a clue what would happen but knew I just couldn't live a lie. We managed to co-parent/co-live for a long time and at the end of the day, he's a good friend, just not a good husband. Knowing the end was finally in sight, it became a bit toxic but hey ho, it's done now.
7 years though, wow, can't believe it's finally over. Hit me.