Well, I knew it was coming. If you've read my last two posts you know that my husband has been treating me very poorly lately...to say the least. Anyway, In my therapy today I was finally brave enough to say outloud that I want to move on. Then just now, after the kids went to sleep I told him I needed to talk to him. I told him "I was sorry that our marraige has gotten this bad and I'm sorry for my part in it and I'm sorry we are both suffering. I know he loves me and I do love him, but his actions in the last few days was the last straw for me and I want to move on. I said I'm not filing papers tomorrow, but I want us to live seperately for now." Then he got up, walked out of the room and went to his bedroom and closed the door. (Little sulky boy behavior.) I'll leave it at that for now and see what he brings back to the table. I need to tell him how I'm planning on this seperation logistically. it won't be easy and it may take a while to get organized to move, but I'm going to start packing boxes in the next few days. Wow, my stomach is churning and I'm shakey! I know what I said hurt him. It hurt me to say it, but I felt I had to. The momentum was already there...he's been pushing me to it. thanks for your love and prayers and support dear friends!