In 5 years I'll be 40.
I'm in a precarious situation: no money, no possessions, no emancipation, no social or professional integration, I've built nothing, I have no friends ... and on top of that, I can no longer manage my disability and that of my ex-partner.
I needed privacy and, above all, emancipation, so I chose to take a break to give us time to think about solutions.
I thought we were taking a break, but his mother came to live with us, moved in and forced our separation because she didn't think we were making any progress.
My ex cried at my feet for me to take him back...
I'm now single with a huge death wish to be back in my childhood home... with my once abusive parents.