Not for the first time but it has to be the last. I’ve gone before and always come back within days with promises from us both about making it work. It doesn’t work. I’m sad, and so are they, so leaving is the right thing to do. I’m leaving their house, what is our home. My flat is empty waiting for me, I am financially independent nothing practical to stop me but i struggle with the finality of it - even knowing it is the right thing to do. Just could do with some MN cheerleaders really to get me over the line to a happier place, knowing I will mourn the loss but there is no happy future here anymore. I know it is the right thing but God knows it’s so hard.