So, after the backslide last night when we were talking about the kids, he phoned first thing this morning to organise taking them to their sports matches. When they got back he came into the house and he was so icy cold and .... y'know how you get that feeling of raw dislike being sent your way? .....it was just awful. I tried to keep the conversation going 'How was the game?' 'Did they play well?' but it was all one-sided. Kept trying to 'act as if' (but not too well maybe). When he left it was just like a stranger saying goodbye to me. Spent the last couple of hours trying to get images out of my head of him with OW .... and trying to not give myself too hard a time about how I'm managing things. He wants us to take the kids out together for a 'family lunch' tomorrow. I don't know if I can bear it. I hate that being with him and not being able to touch him and things being so distant between us. I'm learning so much by reading everyone's posts. It's so comforting knowing that I am amongst so many others going through this. I'm reading so many stories so similar to my own, I could have written them. I am praying for strength to get through this. _________________________ Me 51 H 51 S 20 S 16 S 14
