I do. As much as I hate this whole situation and now, for the most part, hurt for my children, I find that I have blocked out so much over the past almost three years.
We are watching a movie about a little dog. My oldest mentioned the dog that we used to have and then it all came back. We had that little,dog for a long time, even before we were married. And when I asked WH - who had moved out but was not yet my ex - to help me the night I had to put him down, that mother fucker told me no. He knew the dog was suffering horribly and that I couldn't wait until morning or drive alone with him. He also knew I had the kids at home with me. He couldn't even be bothered to help me and help make it less traumatic for the kids. So, we wrapped him in a blanket, and my mom drove us all to the animal hospital at midnight. I had to say goodbye while my kids waited in the car.
Shit like this just makes me pissed and is likely why my mind has thankfully blocked it. Don't really have any other point.