The thought of in-house separation again is terrifying. When I think about my emotional state after D-day up until he left for training in January, I just want to crawl into a ball and cry. I was a mess, barely hanging on, and only functioning enough to take care of our baby.
He'd use my emotional state against me, manipulate me, and he definitely messed with my postpartum memory loss. It got to the point where I had to document every conversation because it was the only way I could think straight.
Then after finding out he deliberately lead me to believe we were trying to R, only to prevent me from leaving him I fell apart. His admission to using me was more painful than D-day.
I'm just not sure I have the strength to do this.
Limbo 1 month
False R 2 months.
Status: Divorce on hold
I would throw his shit in the garage and tell him it's ready for him to pick up on his way to his new place.
Pack his shit. Tell him he is no longer welcome and needs to create an exit plan TO-freaking-DAY.
All the anger and frustration that he caused, unleash it on him (verbally not physically) until he agrees to go. I literally followed my WH around the house telling him he had to go and why over and over and over again until he packed his crap and left 2 in the morning!
As long as there are hotels with vacancies, he has a place to go.
I have not received a response from him, but will hold my ground if he protests.
and i keep on steppin!!!