I confess that last night DH told me he thought our relationship was over. I agreed with him. It's pretty much the only thing we can agree upon at the moment!
I don't really feel sad, just kind of nauseas. I've reached the point where I don't even care anymore.
I know it sounds awful, but I just wish we could have at least hung in there until after Christmas. My mother is here so I don't even get a chance to talk with him in private.