


Yep, I've moved out. He has told me to go 5 times now, I should have gone the first time really, but he told me he didn't really mean it and begged me to stay, and I did.
He said he didn't really mean it this time either, and thought I'd be there waiting for him when he got back, but I'm fed up of him f**king with my head, I can't live like that any more.
I was doing everything for him in the end, all the cooking, cleaning, washing, all he had to do was get up, go to work, come home eat and sleep, I did all the rest, and it still wasn't enough to make him happy.