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Jun 21
2008
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Well, here we are again, late on a Saturday night and ought to be going up to bed... there's a kind of lethargy in me that's stopping me moving forward or back, and I'm being really helpless about my petition now.
If I put his carryings-on in front of a judge, they are pretty bad. Take out the worst ones, the ones that did all the damage, and they constantly suggest that it was my fault all along. Stupid woman, fancy thinking I might be happier with someone new... My husband's appalling behaviour was triggered by my wish to separate; my wish to separate was triggered by the kind of





