Ok, here's some back story. I met my husband when I was 15 years old. Childhood sweethearts. We were always on again, off again. After senior year we just drifted apart. I did my own thing, he did his. Well I was in a bad relationship. Like, the stress I had from that relationship landed me in ICU from a minor heart attack (I was 23 at the time). I ended things with that guy because I realized too late that he was toxic. A couple months later, I'm minding my business at work, when I get a call from my childhood sweetie. He was afraid he was gonna lose me and said he made a terrible mistake letting me. Very happy and sweet, but it made my heart soar. We started dating a few months after that...then got pregnant with our first child. He proposed and I accepted. When our son was 10 months, we got pregnant with our daughter. We were always running after that.. we've been married now for 4 years and it's all just hit me. It's been a whirlwind since we found out about our son. Getting married in a rush, having 2 kids back to back, having two toddlers running around. Our fights have become more intense. We fight over the stupidest things. I work full-time then come home to my other full-time job as a mama. He didn't have a job. He supported me emotionally, but I was trying to support all of us financially. We ended up getting evicted from our home and had to move in with my parents. We've been here for 2 years now and he still didn't have a job. He would shut himself in our room for the whole day and I'd see him right before climbing into bed. I would spend time with the kids as much as I could before I'd have to go to work the next morning. Sometimes our fights would get so bad, he'd explode and start scream crying and hitting stuff and slamming his hands on the table, knocking stuff down. I'm so tired of feeling this way. So I told him I wanted a divorce. Now he's telling me he can make it all better. After I told him about my feelings, less than a week later he found a job. Under a week! If he would've just done that from the beginning, it wouldn't have gotten like this. He then had the gall to ask me since he has a job now if things could go back to the way it was. I couldn't help but laugh. Are you kidding? I've held this family up, put a roof over our heads, food on the table for 4 years while he say sat in our room playing video games...and he just wants me to take him back? I told him no, it's not enough. He couldn't be there for me when I needed it and I was leaving him. He's moving out this week. It's hard. Despite everything that's happened, I still love him. Hell I married him because I wanted him to be my forever. Sometimes love just isn't enough though.