I feel so at home with some of the lunacy I read about on this board.
I hope you have room for another refugee seeking sanctuary.
A post I read tonight by Brandnewday more or less sums up what happened to me and my H;
I think my H hit a breaking point and needed to escape from everything.
This did not mean he didn't love me or the family.
He was on overload.
He could no longer cope.
Lost weight, working out, new clothes, new life, etc.
I guess my point is this...
I know for my own marriage we stopped turing to one another and turned away from each other.
Something snapped and I think we were just so scared and so angry with the situation that instead of going to councelling we each tried to fix things in our own way.
With the exceptions that my H has put on loads of weight and his new life revolves around ow everything else fits.
I am 15 months post bomb. Things are in some ways better than a year ago, in other ways worse. Back then I could console myself with the thought that H’s affair would be over by now. It seems to be flourishing.
I am STUCK.
I will try to link my first thread, but I believe I have rambled and ranted more than a little there and still haven’t told everything that’s happened yet.
Summary;
Me 43
H 42
M 13y
1 mad dog, 2 fat sheep, 2 elderly finches
bomb Aug 05
