A long story but don't want to drip feed, and I feel safer saying it on here.
Dh and I have not been getting along for a long while. I know I did thing wrong but he lives in the past and seems unable to move on and see he had a part in things.
Basically about 18 months ago we got quite a large payback, after fighting the DLA for 15 months and winning. We spent about half and put half in an ISA, well about a thousand pounds. DH is a self employed plasterer so work can be hit and miss, but he is also quite tight fisted when it comes to what I can spend, ie; he can spend as much as he like while I am made to explain where I have spent money. I don't spend a lot of money but I have to explain why I have bought something IYSWIM. He has never even tried to pay bills, will add up the bills, not include food and tell me I had plenty to play with and sometime will go and check the bank and go mad that there isn't as much as he thought in it, even when he knows there have been bills paid, he just doesn't seem to get that if you pay something the balance goes down. When he is not working he expects to eat and live the same, if not more that if he is in work (cooked breakfasts etc) he would also help himself to some 'pocket money' out of our joint account, when he is working he will put very little into the pot (maybe £20 a week) . Bearing in mind if he is out of work the only money that goes in there is TC, CB, DLA and my CA so limited. Because of all of this I was having to dip into the savings almost every week just to make ends meet, I often told him how difficult it was to pay everything when he was taking £50-70 per week out, each time I would get my head bitten off so decided not to say anything about the savings money. Well needless to say he found out anyway and went mad, accusing me of steeling from ds, taking drugs, gambling! He just doesn't see why it happened, I stole it and don't have a good enough answer as to where it went, as far as he is concerned.
I have now had enough of his crap, I can hardly do anything without being reminded as to how disgusting I am by stealing from my children.
The last few weeks have been the worst, we can barely sit in the same room, don't even touch when in the same bed. A couple of weeks ago I told him it was over, but chickened out and asked for us to try and work at things, ever since then it has been like we are just going through the motions.
Problem is we have a ds with severe adhd and possible crohns and a ds with severe asd, sld and behavioural problems and I am terrified of being a single mum. I have very little family support and no rl friends, only those at my volunteer job is parent partnership and my local parent carer forum.