I use to fantasize about it all the time and then one day I did just that, found an apartment and moved out. I left my husband and my kids. I was gone for 8 months dealing with things on my own. I realized that I was co-dependant and that finally all the attention I was putting on my husband and my kids (my family) to make them all happy, I wasn't making myself happy. I was angry no one appreciated what I did, and resentful that when I didn't I was blamed. I was tired of all the responsbility that was laid on me, I'm home now and I'm much happier now that I've learned I should be first in my life, its hard to understand that concept especially being co-dependant but it is the truth and I see it now. I was also diagnosed with Bipolar which by itself could have caused all this as well, coupled with co-dependancy it was bound to happen.
at 3:30 PM on Sep. 23, 2010