No problem.

I had to think before I realised what FB stood for. I suppose I must be one of the last people in civilization not to "exist" on FB, twitter or anything of that nature. Posting here has been the first venture into cyberspace for me (I use my computer as typewriter, filing cabinet and reference library).

She might think you were making things up. You said you've been losing weight - can you insert a photo of the new you, complete with snazzy wardrobe, new haircut, I don't know...?

somehow, although I find it hard to see in my own case - I do let H walk over me a bit - I suppose "no contact" is what it says on the tin.We have to find a way of going one day at a time without making any attempt at contact or being seen/noticed by the other.

As for what you say about OW: you're right. This is new to me, my H was the centre of my world and I miss him so much, miss the friendship and intimacy he's (possibly/probaby) sharing with another. I don't spy, try to thought stop, but have moments of great pain, when I realise he may well never take me in his arms again.I live overseas from my own family, most friends are in common with him, so I haven't been going around seeing them as he's said nothing to almost anyone. I'm bloody surrounded by his family, all v nice but on the sidelines and not rushing to ask me over either. So I do tend to ruminate, of a Saturday night. He's out or in having a ball of some ilk and I'm holding the fort.Yet I feel that if I say "lawyer" to him and start getting stroppy about the kids, I'll wreck any chances of reconciliation and lose him utterly. French men (sorry to generalise) have a tendency towards arrogance and digging in the heels.

I suppose I just haven't become fed up enough yet.
NotCrackingUp


Me: 46
H:42
Together for 18 yrs, married 14.
3 children: 2 girls 13 and 10, one boy 7.
Husband had affair, ended it and then decided on separation.
Separated 08/2010