I was sad today, until about 3:30 PM when all the kids got home. I had a wonderful evening with them. I am tired of feeling bad for him. He is a grown adult. We all have to create our own happiness. If he chooses to go upstairs and not join us that is on him. I am going to enjoy every moment I have with my kids from here on out, because after September I might not have any of them anymore. I don’t want to hate him. I want to split amicably and share time with our son. I want him to realize he isn’t happy being with me the same as I am not with him and move on with his life. I tried. I truly did. I wanted to raise our son together, but I can’t live like this any longer. It is over.