Wow, so the past few days have been interesting (for me).
The realisation that the UTI I had in July/August coincided with * My gran dying in August (while my H was working away and I was staying with him). I was extremely close to her. * The start of what was to develop into taking legal action against my ex work colleague for a sexual crime he committed on me. That took two years to resolve (in a court case, that was in the press as well). * My struggling to keep our M together * The start of what was a two year struggle (along with my neighbours) to get treatment for an extremely mentally ill neighbour we had. It ended with her setting fire to her flat and her landlord finally taking our concerns seriously * Someone I had done business with running away with (what was for me) a lot of money and my seeking legal advice to try and redress the situation somehow.
All of that, that's a lot. And on top of that, I was possibly having to deal with the health consequences for me of one of his infidelities?
And then it dawned on me...I'm worth so, so, so much more than that.
That's the first time in all of this that I'd had that feeling.
Then I felt strong and dignified and coherent in a way that I can't ever remember feeling. I felt like I knew I'd found something really important.
