Ok. My relationship has ended. 8 years and its over. I feel like i tried really hard, heres my question. I had 3 children when we met and we had one together 2 years later. Our sex life was great in the beginning, however this man always told little white lies, traveled away a lot but i always felt like he loved me. He was not great with the kids but acceptable i suppose. Just after my 4 th was born our sex life almost died, same old reasons, i was a tired housewife he worked away and i was resentful because i was always stuck at home, bout the only time we got on well was when we had time out together without the kids around. So as the relationship progressed more little lies came out, you know like when would call and he wouldnt answer his phone till the third time and hed say he was at work but really at a mates or at the pub he spend thousands on the pokies and generally did bugger all around the home, we were behind in the rent and things were going downhill..but i loved him and he loved me. 7 years into the relationship, he had an illness which required surgery, he was off work for months i looked after him and actually enjoyed it...isnt that pathetic, i finally felt i had some form of control and i liked him being around. But he was a grumpy man, tired all the time, even before he was sick he was always lazing around, went to work when he decided to, never paid tax, didnt do chores, was angry toward the kids..blah blah blah...so...in the end, while he was away i met someone else and we hit it off, nothing happened and i felt terrible, so i told him, he needed to stop working away, come home and be with his family. That statement made no impact on him until i told him i was having feelings for someone else. With that he quit work, came home and decided to spend his time at home checking my emails, reading my messages on my phone and calling me to see where i was every 5 minutes..this ended our relationship for 3 months and duriing that 3 months i slept with the new man. I felt so bad that the first thing ii did was tell him.....we ended up getting back together. That lasted a year, during that year he minded the kids at night while i went to work, minded them while i was at college and went to work occasionally himself, he complained that he was doing all the work and getting nothing in exchange, he was angry and miserable, and i was angry with him because he wouldnt trust me, he made life hell. I finally snapped and one day drug tested him and that tested positive for speed and ice. I offered help, kindly, didnt over react, he said it was only recreational, we fought he left i begged him to come back, he wouldnt, stating that he couldnt handle me because i was an abusive cow, 3 days later he said he was ready i said no way. Since then i have found out he is an addict and he blames it all on me, my actions pushed him to drugs and i worked him too hard. He felt unloved and unappreciated. Its been 7 months and my heart has been broken over and over..in that 7 months he has only been to take the kids out once, the rest of the time he will miss planned visits because of so called work, and if he does come over he will spend the time questioning the kids about what mummy has been doing and who with. I am sad. My question is this.....should i try again to make this work, give him another shot, pay him more attention, try to understand more, he says he will change when i show him more love and be the women i used to be.
I have a chance at a new life with a new man, i have actually enjoyed being on my own for the past 7 months, i have found strength in myself, i believe ii am ready to move on, the only thing that gets me sometimes is the fact that if i had of been more loving toward him he may have been a different man...maybe i started the ball rolling? I dunno im sick of wondering...i know this has been a long story but really its just a little of the whole story, thanks for taking the time to read through. Should i just move on now?


