I know I am doing the right thing leaving with DS. I ended things with my ex on Thursday after 13 years, he could be emotionally abusive in terms of silent treatment for extended periods of time. He also does an outstanding line in guilt trips. I've asked him to attend counselling since 2021 and he has repeatedly refused or agreed and then never gone. Apparently he's been going the past couple of months but that's news to me.
I can't stay. I'm miserable, I've lost myself trying to adapt to his moods and I need to be able to set boundaries. I do not want my son to learn that this is normal or healthy.
But, fuck me, the overwhelming grief today. I know the future will hold new dreams and joys and hopes. But today I am almost on my knees with sadness. I feel devastated. I am mourning the loss of the man I wanted to be partners with, and the home I wanted to raise my family in. The colours I painted the walls and the things I chose to make it homely. Playing with my baby in my garden as he grows. It's all going (and it's in my ex's name so yes, I do have to leave). And I will build something new but it will not be the life I have been dreaming of and thought I was building for well over a decade.
Today I am hurting and I do not feel strong.