I know, LL it does seem strange, but my h has not been mean and hateful, and I am not going to be that way either. I am sitting here with tears streaming down, as he just left with his last bag of stuff, it hurts so bad, his shoes are not by the chair as they have been for 24 yrs, clothes not in the closet.I did not think it would be this hard. It does not help that I told my one sister today, and she told me our other sister, whom I do not get along with, has asked her for some time what is going on, asked her if she wanted to know what bars my h hung at, and with whom.He does not hang at bars, he has gone out and ff has been with him.I was feeling so confident that the ff was just that, but then you have relatives that think something else and I am so angry with her. When I hear things like this, then my mind starts to tell me maybe he is lieing all the way around to me our kids, and I have to get a grip. I need to go out for a walk or something. I feel like screaming.
