Yeah I'm not thrilled about living with her, but I can't afford to walk and neither can she. On the bright side, I stay with family 2 weeks out of the month and pick the girls up everyday and play with them. She has no one to go to on her week off and says it's her time so she "is entitled to stay in it." She won't leave on the weeks I stay in the marital home with my girls is what I'm saying. Then she tells at me fit giving her anxiety on those weeks just being there and how I ruin the house. It's like I'm taking crazy pills.

She blames me for not having any friends by the way, except I have family and friends lined up to help me and she has none. Her best friend didn't even ask my ex to be in her wedding, and that girl was the maid of honor in our wedding and I know that hurt my ex.

I feel bad for her as I type it out. I actually pity her. Part of me wishes I could have done more for her when we were happier, but that's not healthy and that time has passed, I did what I could and it's not right to depend on others for happiness anyways, and she did with me. That type of thinking got me in this position anyways.