I am not "walking away", I chose the house, I want the house. But I am not doing another thing to put this thing back together. I have been trying for over a year, almost a year and a half. I am out of ideas. I will live my life and move forward the only way I can, focus on me and the kids.
Seeing S's face when we tell him it is over will probably kill the love that remains for H. We did it to S once, then we got back together and just this morning S told H and I "I LOVE my family!". To do this to him a second time may harden my heart for H.
