RE: friends, it never rains - it pours eh? (a little Canadian adjective for you there! :))
Before meeting P I was a bit of a socialite. I didn't have a kazillion friends but I had three close ones that were all a decade younger than I. I lived in a fancy downtown condo and we were blocks apart.
But our friendships were really 'party based' Around 39 I started wanted to (finally) grow up. I was ready to 'settle down' So when P and I got together, and I moved to his house in the suburbs (in Quebec,... a different province no less!) My ties with those friends were pretty severed. I've since tried hanging out with them and it's hard. I just don't have 'it' in me anymore to drink and stay up till the wee hours. We just dont' have much in common anymore. (My idea of a fun Sat night is fondue, red wine and a movie.. ya know! lol)
So now that this has all hit with P, I feel SO isolated. It's my own fault. But it's also just bad timing. I was ready to leave those friends behind, but now that my life with P is over, I am in a house, in the middle of no where, in a different province (only an hour) away from friends and family.
Like you, because we are in the sitches we are, the lonliness, rejected feelings are magnified.
A new page *WILL* start for you. I, we, no one, can tell you what will be on that page, but it will be something.
I am so sorry you went through that double whammy of crapola last night, triple including your poor bébé!!
Stay strong. Stay the wonderful woman you are. I know it's so easy for me to spout that off over the internet, but I wanted to send you some encouragement!
