I feel your pain...especially today. I feel ripped off. Like I did everything I could, was a doormat more times than I want to remember. All in hopes of change. There hasn't been any change and I need to accept that.
My AH spent the night elsewhere Saturday night and I am assuming in the skanky arms of another woman while I lay at home alone and nearly 7 months pregnant. I feel like I am getting the crappy end of the stick. Even if I can emotionally get over him, I still have to coparent this child with him somehow.
I am mad, sad, irritated, guilt ridden, anxiety ridden all at once.