Thanks for the encouragement. Today was rough, I couldn't be detached and avoid arguments. We had to talk about how the house must be on the market in two weeks. We now are facing two hellish weeks of cleanup, prep, and storing things away. The urgency is due to a perceived falling market.
What got me today is that we did have a chat about the property settlement, and the seething anger was unnerving. I broke down. She twists it to say I've always been angry at her. Which I know is reflection. Over the years it's been fear because I couldn't set boundaries. She even insinuated I was hiding money, maybe she doesn't trust me because I set a strong boundary, and my instance to see the numbers. In actual fact, she brought a lot more to the relationship, so her entitlement isn't without merit.
Anyway, we are both upset, that's fair. As I said, deep down she's not for me. The minute we moved in, it was all her way, I never could set the boundary, and we had latent resentment from start.
At least we agreed on what happens if the house sells. Rent separately until the transition is best for the kids. That we can agree on.
Part of me says I need to just back off, accept the current sitch of co-parenting until we move out.
