The beginning of the end

Yesterday was our anniversary. I think it was the worstone we have ever had. Today was even worse. On the other hand, as soon as he decided to hide away the children behaved very well. I have an idea for a book. Maybe I’ll start writing it. I also think I need to write Hubby a letter. He won’t listen to me and now I think he needs to know how I feel. I am fetting fed-up. If this is how it is going to be, we will be splitting up. I refuse to make my children go through this. I can’t make the bills with him and I am not quite sure how I’d do it without him either. My grandma and grandparents mught help, but I don’t really know. I just know that none of us need this. We have always said the children are better off with us apart and getting along than togeether and fighting. I don’t want to fight with him, but I am tired of going through all of this. It is going to be bitter if this isn’t figured out soon.

**Boy, did I know what I was talking about as far as the bitterness. Too bad I didn’t follow through sooner.**


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