Last night my husband that is moving out because he doesn't want to be responsible, his words not mine, said and did some pretty nasty things. 1st off he found a place to move to and the place is available to him to move in this weekend, but he told the people he will move in on the 1st of December. I asked him why and he said well you need my whole paycheck to get this and that taken care of. Well I was like whatever. Well then his cell phone rings and it is this bar slut, sorry, that keeps calling him. He said she likes him and wants to you know, but he would never because she is foul and looks dirty. Well then he is like I want to go to the bar and I explained the rules on staying in the house that he will be a family man and not be a "single" guy in the bar. Well that pissed him off. He went off and said he will not be home the next night until late because he is going to the bar. Then he tells me it makes him depressed to be at our house because he feels guilty of his actions. He said it is an internal battle on what he knows is right and what he knows is wrong. Well he said he wants to be selfish and do what he wants even though it is not right. Now this leaves me to my last hurtful thing. Our oldest daughter is mine form a previous relationship, but he legally adopted her. He has been around since she was an infant. Well, he said he made the biggest mistake adopting her and it makes him sick that he needs to pay support for her. She does not respect him, but he doesn't respect her either so it pisses him off. I can't get it through his head that he is the adult and it is up to him to give respect to her. He is really good at name calling. So please explain why I pity him so and why I feel guilty about telling him not to wait until the 1st to go now.
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