Thanks guys. We just weren't made to be. Neither one of us has been happy for awhile now. He didn't want to spend any time with the boys and I, and expected me to be happy sitting at the house all day every day, without much emotional support from him. I have bi-polar and have been battling with seasonal depression for ever since I can remember (yes, I remember having issues when I had purple unicorn sheets and a canopy bed), and he couldn't understand that I need/needed HELP, not to be battled with and bitched at for not keeping the house spotless. The worst part of it was, he'd complain that I didn't keep the house clean, but he never ONCE said anything to his brother. To top it off, he'd insult me when I made his brother's kids put their plates in the sink after dinner. Everything that he complained about, his brother did at least half of it. Then he'd say, "well JD's not home to clean", well, no sh%$^, he's out having FUN. If I had the option of spending money and having fun instead of helping pay bills or cleaning the house, then you know damn well what I'd choose. Bah, anyways, in the end, I'll feel better about myself when I have my own place. He'll end up with the same issues, because he can't be bothered to go to the source of the problem and wants to blame things on the wrong people. I've been in much worse situations and have always been alright in the end. This will just give me more drive to get through nursing school and get all of the things that I want. At least this way, I won't have to worry about pleasing everyone else, I will eventually have my own land, my own house and actually be self-sufficient, like I've always dreamt.
Edited because I used the image tags instead of italics.