Devastation is what I feel right now. I love him but he is unsure if he can be a good dad to Peyton. I don't want to lose him but Peyton is my soul and nothing will ever come before her...nothing. He moved out last night, he says he loves me and none of our problems are due to "us" but all the other stuff..him drinking too much, Peyton treating him like the enemy at times. That is the hardest part. I always thought love was enough to survive but I am coming to the conclusion that it's not. It much more than that. Yesterday he talked about marriage and today his stuff is back at his parents house and not near me. He says he is devastated because he loves us both but does not know how to control Peyton. I can't blame him, she has been exposed to the movie "Signs" by my "wonderful" sister and has crawled in bed with us almost every night and refuses to sleep in her own room. I know that has to be hard for him, to not have his own space. He has taken on the responsibility, when it wasn't his. Adam walked out on me and Peyton...he didn't. He's the one that stepped up. I guess we are still together but going in the opposite direction than I ever hoped.
