I did it. I left my husband.
I went yesterday and bought a futon, bought stuff for my cat, and myself. I spent the night there last night after calling out the calvary (My three best friends) who spent the evening making me laugh.
He wasn't evil, he wasn't physically abusive. He was.... a lot of things. Disrespectful of me... felt up a girl in front of me, in front of my friends, always treated other girls better than he treated me. He wasn't supportive mentaly, emotionally, financially... When his mother said "You make more so you have to pay more to live here," and he asked me why I had a problem with that, I should have known, ONE interview in the past 4 months of unemployment.
Towards the end I really have felt that he was trying to push me to do something. To absolve him of the guilt of leaving me. That's fine, I have no guilt, I tried for years to save this.
30 days. that's how long he has to prove himself to me if he wants me back. I just want to be happy again.



