H did not come home until almost midnight. I wasn't surprised that he was home so late as this is his typical pattern. I was already in bed but I heard him heat up dinner. Then he went to sleep on the couch and did not say a word to me.
At around 3:30 a.m. I got up and went to the couch and told him to come to bed and we'd talk about things on the weekend. He refused so I slept on the sofabed with him.
Now he has packed a suitcase and I have no idea what his plans are. I've proposed discussing things but he has no interest. To make matters worse his b!tch of a mother is giving him money so he can run away. I'm so sick of my MIL handing him money every time he wants something. It has allowed him to never be responsible for anything.
I asked him if he would be willing to go to counseling and he said he was done. Then he said I knew what would happen if I moved back in.
I just feel really sick to my stomach right now. I still hope there's a possibility our M can be repaired but maybe I need to face facts and move on.
