I've gone to bed feeling utterly miserable yet again. Things have been bad for years. We're not a team. I just get constant digs. I never feel good enough, my contribution is pitiful, my needs don't matter.
We're tired, we snipe, we stop communicating. He won't do counselling.
I'm sure I have my faults too.
We have a 3yo DC and I worry about the impact on them.
But I feel crippled. I don't dare make the decision to leave. I worry I'd regret it and not cope on my own. I'm not very practical. I don't know if I could run everything on my own. I worry how I'd manage financially. How I'd juggle work and DC.
We have a lovely house but I couldn't afford to buy DH out. If we sold, we wouldn't find another like it. I hate the idea of leaving here but I don't know if we can go on like this forever.
I don't want to be away from DC but equally don't know how I'd do it all on my own.
I'm scared of having no back up at all.
Please tell me the reality of going it alone.