Have been lost for so long now I don't even know where to start.
Husband and I were having problems -- nothing new here.
Been seeing a counselor -- Going anywhere, improving the relationship -- don't think so, but still trying.
Last week decided it would be better if we didn't live together for a few months. To give each other space. Give us both time to thinking about what we really wanted. Both of us agreed. I moved out. That was Monday.
Tuesday before 8:30 a.m. got two phone calls and three text messages from him. By 10 p.m. had had 8 calls and 6 texts excluding the ones before 8:30 a.m. So much for space. See I had taken the day off work and he wasn't for sure where I was or who I was with so he was checking on me throughout the day. Yes that is what I live with. Had taken the day off so I could have some time to myself because I knew moving out was going to be a very emotional day for me even though it was my suggestion. Didn't want to be at work all weepy eyed and all emotional. People just don't get to see me that way. But all that from him just added to the stress.
Sunday things blew up again. I had gone to spend the night at a friend's house because I just needed to get out of town. Got a call at 7:12 a.m. accusing me of being with someone. Saying I evidently had made my decision about the divorce and was told that he would be seeing a lawyer on Monday. Told him he was right I had decided. It didn't hit me until that particular moment, but I think it has been time for me to move on for a very long time. And getting yelled at for being gone from my room -- for doing what I wanted to do -- that was the straw that broke this camel's back.
So today I feel better and look forward to moving ahead. Know it will be tough, but at least I am moving again and not stuck neck deep in the rut I was in.