So, I sat there all week trying to sort out in my head what i was going to say to him; how to actually word my request for a separation (didn't think it was too cool to come straight out and ask for a divorce).

By friday i'd given up.  Got my shopping delivered and had ordered a nice one litre bottle of Baileys (it was on special lol).  After consuming all bar about 2mm in the bottom of the bottle things started to get going.  He actually came out and asked me if I wanted to be with him - the ideal opening!  I said 'no', I didn't want to be with him, didn't want to live with him, didn't want to live here, wanted to be on my own, no - there was no-one else.

After he sat there and told me that he wouldn't sign the tenancy over to me (it was my house for ten years before he moved in), and he wanted refunding for the xmas presents i'd brought the kids (wasn't gonna argue over anything like that - i just agreed to get things sorted) he then went to sleep on the sofa .

Now, one would think that after being asked for a separation, blah, blah, blah then the last thing he would do was go to sleep!!

But (and yes, it gets better).  He woke up the next morning (he'd made it to bed) - turned over, kissed me and told me he loved me before getting out of bed .

AM I MISSING SOMETHING HERE?????!!!!!

He keeps pulling me over to give him hugs - and queries why my arms stay at my sides; why i don't kiss him back?!  I told him quite bluntly today that i had told him what the problem was on friday.  His response?  You came out with a complete load of shit on friday coz you were drunk.

Now, I can either read that as he just didn't believe me; or has such a little amount of respect for my feelings that he chooses to just bulldoze his way over me?  Maybe he thinks if he keeps kissing me I'll change my mind!!  Like a marriage was based on how many times you got kissed ffs!!!!

Very draining having to KEEP explaining myself over and over. 

Back to start again I suppose!!!