You can't feel like a failure, although I hear you. We have such a similar circumstance. I felt so horrible only being married a short time and being young with a child etc. I totally feel your pain. Everyday is a battle. Thankfully my daughter is only 2 1/2 so she doesn't ask questions. But she still wants to go home and see our dog and her daddy. We moved in with my parents. Not so much the ideal but my finances are not so hot. Read my story, We'll help each other get thru this shit. The worse thing I have ever gone through in my entire life. Nothing helps me feel better more than to know someone else understands. And don't get me wrong, I would never wish this even on my evil stbx worst enemy currently but it helps to know we're not alone.

I sit weird that my stbxh has been really super nice to me lately, came over for dinner last night and watched a movie with me? He didn't try to go further or anything....I don't get it. We were always each other's best friend until our daughter was born. Then he grew distant, but now that I have moved out and showed that I am moving on, he seems interested again. Thank God for 12 month leases...at least there's a reality keeping me where I am! lol

So, I did it. I moved out. Three weeks ago my daughter and I left. At first I was very excited and happy. I am happy to be away from all the anger. I am happy that I don't have to look at the man, the only man, I gave my heart too. I am happy to be out of the house where we made all those memories. However, I am sad at the same time. My daughter will never know that I spent months planning her nursery in our home. She will never know that her mommy and daddy loved each other and decided to bring her into this world. She will never know that we were happy at one time. All she will know is that she splits her time between her mommy and her daddy. And that breaks my heart. I will be honest here....I am scared. I'm scared about dealing with a household all on my own, on my salary. I'm scared I will fail. I feel like no matter what I do, what I say, it is the wrong thing. No one really knows the real me, except for the people on here. My family and my friends don't know how bad I hurt at night, or how lonely I get. My co-worker just got married and I was invited to the wedding. I was so excited for her and really wanted to go. However, everyone there was a couple. I couldn't bring myself to go. That was my first event as a single again. And I chickened out.