As I am currently not working (thank you oh crazy one), I can't afford the copious amounts of therapy I truly need and like so many in the golden age of Internet based self diagnosis, I have come here to vent, whine, cry and maybe if I am really lucky eventually laugh again. God, it has been so long since I have regularly laughed.
I have to say leaving him was easier than waiting, watching and hoping. It will be some time before I can divorce him but that is inevitable and I am afraid, given how nasty he can be, it will be ugly.
