OP.
I’ll say a few things. These sorts of honest conversations are hard. Beyond difficult. I thought long and hard before having a conversation with my ex and how honest to be. Because once certain conversations are had, they cannot be undone or forgotten.
In the end I was so desperately unhappy - I asked myself whether this was how I wanted to spend the medium term. And I realised I had no choice but to be honest and bluntly so. Without being hurtful. The subsequent conversation was without doubt one of the hardest conversations of my life (and I’m not exaggerating). I had to admit that I found his baggage incredibly overwhelming and for the sake of myself and my family, I never saw a future where we had a home together. Or more to the point, a joint home that was his children’s home. (There are a lot of issues with the EXW and the children can be and have been weaponised).
He took that so incredibly personally at first. Language around how it was rejection of his children, I had issues with his children. I was jealous, non supportive etc. He told me he could not foresee any form of a home where his children were not welcome. Which I calmly told him I completely understood. And he needed to find a new partner who would be happy to take on his ex and his children. I was not that partner and I never would be.
I had to put myself and my children (with our peaceful lives) first. It was devastating to reach the conclusion I did, but honestly? I haven’t regretted it. I know I did the right thing for us all.
He needs his time and space with his children to indulge them as he wishes. And I need my time and space to ensure my needs and my children’s needs are met. His world around his children is consumed by him and them. Expectations around them projected onto those around him, it was exhausting.
If you’d asked me 2 months ago whether we were over, I would have said a resolute yes.
What’s happened? Well with time and space (and removing myself), it seems some balance has returned. And with that balance, perspective. For him. That for children he sees EOW/ holidays etc, these are the demands he is making on a partner (and more to the point, what he is walking away from).
We are still talking and in touch. I don’t know what the future holds. But I will say this. I don’t regret the difficult conversations. I love my home away from all the tension and anxiety. My line in the sand is drawn and clear, my home will never be his children’s home. I have no expectation that his home is anything for my children. God only knows why he ever thought I should take his on.
If we get back together. It is with the blatant understanding that we each retain our own homes. His is for him and his children. No more, no less.