After a long walk with the dog, in the wind and cold, a couple of stiff drinks and telling the dog how I felt about the X I felt like a deflated balloon.
However I have awoken today with a renewed vigour. I attended an induction meeting for my new job, met a colleague who is a photographer and is willing to give me some tuition, and have booked a session on planning a new, small garden at our local nursery.
I have also dealt with X's texts/e-mails. which now means I probably wont hear from him for months.
I had so much I wanted to say to him, but I resisted. This has made it quite clear to me that he is still in the midst of a crisis. None of his actions have been made with any common sense or logic, and I know that nothing I say will make any difference. So regardless of the financial implications as well as the emotional I have just stood back and let him carry on with his wishes. It feels so wrong, but some how I feel that it is the right thing too. He has to finish what he has started regardless of the outcome, and I just have to deal with it!
