When my sons were 10, 8, & 3 I decided that I could no longer live with their mother. We had been to consoling on several occasions. Had a trial separation. I just couldn't take her procrastination, slothfulness, and obstinate comments any longer. Telling my sons was probably the hardest thing I had ever had to do. It was painful and I tried everything to assure them that it wasn't anything they had done and that I would still be very involved in their lives. I then made sure I upheld my promises to them. Ultimately I wound up with custody of them. Now 34 years later I look back at it and know it was the best decision I ever made. For my sons, for myself, and even for my ex wife. I'm sure as well thought out your decision appears to be you will find it was the best and only one you could make. Best wishes.
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