Well folks, it's now Monday afternoon, I've been to the dentist and I've been home for lunch and I'm feeling 100% better about myself. My W's friends and colleagues at her work were really nice to me and it seemed to be beyond the required niceness required for them to be professional. In fact, one of her closest friends told me I was looking very well. That in itself is a huge pick-me-up but add that to the fact that this particular girl is a former Miss Scotland finalist, it certainly didn't do any harm to my ego. Then at lunch time, my W's grandmother cane in to take my dog out a walk and mentioned that she can't get over how much younger I'm looking because of the weight I've lost. It's turning out to be a fairly good day considering it's a Monday. It's amazing how the small things can make life seem that little bit less bleak.

I think I'll take your advice PM and start living one hour at a time. A whole day is a bit ambitious right now but I think I can manage to have at least one happy hour every day.

Life is looking up folks. Hopefully it will last.


Me: 32, Wife: 22
Son: 2
Married: 2 years
Separated: January 5th 2009

Sometimes you have to become lost before you can find yourself.