The thought crossed my mind... are people going to assume I am "the guilty one" in this M since I am the one moving out? I know I shouldn't let thoughts like that consume me.
I've been you. I am the one who moved out and worrid about that to, especially afterward. But nobody else knows what happened but me and H. So don't let it consume you. It's not healthy and takes a lot of time away from healthy thoughts. If youknow you tried all you could and kept hitting stone walls, then you are making the right decision.
For me, I prayed and kept praying for God to send me a sign specifically letting me know somehow whether to move out or not. I don't consider myself a religious person at all. I came home from work to find him packing up boxes. He said he was moving out, etc. I told him to leave all my stuff behind/important documents. When I got home at night, he was in bed. The next day he'd taken my wedding rings and hid them from me. Both of these things were my "sign," IMO.
The day I moved out, hsi stuff was still in boxes, my ring nowhere to be found.
Keep your HEAD up, Rocked. It sucks, reallllllllly sucks, but if he's unwilling to let you in, then you're not making the wrong decision for you.
