DH and I have been arguing non stop about SS7 since winter break. And we can't take it.

DH and SS7 stayed Monday night at his mother's house - which he hates. We texted/e-mailed vaguely during the day on Tuesday and I THOUGHT we were working thru this and life would essentially, go back to normal. Wrong. DH was still mad and still had an attitude. So then, I was mad and had an attitude. And they cycle started over within 10 seconds of seeing each other.

DH ended up calling my mom - he had thought I'd told her what was going on and called to tell her how much he appreciated everything that she'd done for he and SS7. She was confused because (although I threatened to call my parents since they are lawyers) she had no idea what was going on. DH and mom talked thru some things. DH is mad about things I said about SS7, things I said out of anger and never should have said.

Weeks ago, I THOUGHT disengaging was the answer to our problems with SS7. Wrong. To DH, disengaging was the first step in pushing him out the door.

We had a short, sit down, heart to heart before I left for work this morning. DH is considering moving out. We agree that we don't like the people/parents we've become and it's not healthy for our children or ourselves. We agree that we need some space to get a better handle on our situation. We agree that we need to figure out what's best for our kids (SS7 included) and what's best for each other.

I remember a time with DH where all we did was laugh, go to movies, go to expensive dinners and just really enjoyed each other. I'm sad to lose DH but the DH I remember has been gone for a while now. This DH, the one that yells and makes us cry, isn't the man I fell in love with.