Sorry I haven't written, it just seems to be the same old guff.  Since my last post, we've had the most rows we've ever had and last Saturday (mum's birthday bbq) P ended it.  He did the bbq and mum didn't have any idea that things were bad, so we just carried on.  By Saturday evening, we'd had some more rows and decided to make up, but things are still dicey.

So, it's been a week since then and I've got a week's holiday coming up and after Jane coming round last night and having a good evening, P went back to the same old depressed "my logical brain still doesn't believe you".  Well, your logical brain is playing tricks on you mate, and the sooner you realise that, the better for everyone.