The reality is hitting hard

531 days from the first time I caught him using cocaine, its finally over. Currently sitting at work making a list of whose stuff is whose. After just over 2 years living together and having a 1 year old, and 3 pets together this is so hard. Hes put me and our daughter through a lot of shit and for the last year and a half it hasn't been great, but he is the father of my little girl so I cant have it in my heart not to love him. The hardest part is how much of a daddys girl she is, and how many times I've seen her devastated when hes gone, or so out of it on drugs he doesn't even notice her. Every morning she wakes up shes looking for dada and it crushes me all over again. His father never wanted us together and after so long he got what he wanted.