I asked him to move out. Here we go again!

He took our son out for the day...good.

It makes logical sense. My son wants to stay in the house and go to his school. I am the primary care giver, so I stay where he stays. So off h has to go.

I am embarrassed and appalled at how dysfunctional we are and at the level of success that my h is at.

Yes, my upbringing and attitude about money is coo coo. And I don’t even spend much, very low key, color and CUT my own hair, do my own nails, kids in public school, old cars.

I think I have an ulcer now from the meds and little food. I feel like crap.