It has been claimed that the most distressing times one can endure are through death, divorce and moving house. As if Amanda's death wasn't upsetting enough, last week I admitted to Alison that I wasn't happy with the constant rows and it wasn't fair on Bethany to be caught in the middle. As such I said it was best we separate, with consequent upshot of mw going for a clean sweep and have to move out.
Finances dictate that this isn't really feasible at the moment, leaving us in the odd limbo position of openly admitting what the case has been for the last several months: that this is a marriage of convenience for the sake of Bethany and the mortgage only with me now seeping on the futon in the spare room. Until Alison finds a job this may well remain the situation for a while but at least I am still close to Bethany and we know where we stand with each other.
That's not to say that the situation isn't awkward and uncomfortable and the atmosphere can easily change from pleasant to frosty and we have agreed to see a counsellor, with reservations as to how successful that may or may not be. My personal feelings I have recorded elsewhere and I shall leave them private, certainly for the moment.
Not too sure how things will pan out and may not post anything for a while until something is resolved - I have already taken a sabbatical from Twitter as I seek to get things sorted and work out what is best for Bethany. The main reason for that is that I know I would end up mentioning something and I would rather not get personal in my timeline - especially if I'm going to be whiny too.
I'll still respond to DMs, just hide for the time being, although I don't think anybody has noticed yet anyway.
Bye for now :-/