Whilst it is good to know that I am not the only one living this hell, it is also scary how familiar this post sounded, except there was no excuse, it wasn’t the job, the kids, it just was. How do you break the patterns though? I moved out with our son and the 2 dogs in the New Year and am now reliant on a friend’s generosity whilst he is living in our 4 bed house, unwilling to make any changes, or any decisions about how we can move on. I made the break and nothing has changed. I wish he could stop and we could be happy again.