It begins ... with a slice of comedy.

[MaxP]

I hope there is a chance of it ending. He's told me it was over many times, only for me to find out that they are still talking, if nothing else. the last straw for me was when I asked him for 2 weeks, we agreed on all the groundrules up front...including no contact with her. silly me for having thought it was over. he told me on 4th of july he had talked to her a few times, but that was it. nice that he told me (his phone records update the next day, so would have known, but nice not to have to look). but then his corporate card statement came the next day, I opened it, and whoa, lets just say no way is it over. nope, not even close.

anyway, enough about me. sorry, I get a little self-obsessed lately. I'm so glad you don't have an affair to deal with. honestly, if it weren't for the kids, I think it would have destroyed me. I have to stay strong for them. And I'm still in shock, still in disbelief. part of me still doesn't fully get it at times...like I'm watching someone else's life. (didn't I just say enough about me? hmmm...gotta work on that, lol)

good luck, Max. will be pulling for you. take care.

I guess affairs are a bit like an addiction for some, they find it impossible to completely break away and you're left watching the addict in their sorry spiral.

It's great you have the kids to focus on, although that must be hard they must also bring you great joy. I also know what you mean about feeling like you are watching someone else's life. Things change so rapidly. We went from planning our (pretty exciting) future together to nothing in a very short space of time with almost no warning signs for me. It feels as if she's gone off searching for her own emotional pot of gold at the end of the rainbow and I'm left wondering what the hell happened!

The one weird thing I've noticed about the separation so far is that I feel like I've become a mute. I have no-one to say anything to other than an occasional interaction. As I've said before I've been cast into a world of silence. Perhaps that is why I feel like an observer so much, as if I am observing my own life but not really part of it.

Catch you later,

Max