I spent the last 36 hours in solitude. Feeling. Thinking. Healing. And even some ruminating. I’m emotionally drained.
D called in the midst of my 36 hours. Regretfully, I shared that H has been talking with another woman. It was over the phone as we just were talking. Her words said she was fine, but her actions said she needed to go. I told her it wasn’t her fault and that H and I love her very much. This shouldn’t come between her and her parents. This is between H and I.
In that conversation, I also learned that she’s known about the sailing trip that he’s going on since June. Apparently it’s a 15 day trip with a large group. Certainly this has contributed to further emotions, as I’m pretty sure OW is going.
D asked me to tell S. And now I try to figure this out.
With gratitude, I declined New Year’s invite.
I’m trying. I’m really trying to do the right thing. It just hurts and I know you all know so I can share in this space.
