I have posted on 'relationships' called Hell in paradise, and now have finally made the move to 'separated' It's 11.30 here in the evening (oz) and I can't wait to come home! No more checking phones, wondering who he's with, nodding at his lies.
A life with just worrying about the children, without the constant angst of suspicion, will be a damn sight better despite the many hurdles ahead.
Onwards, upwards. The future is less scary than I thought it might be.
But then I have had few 
But I still feel liberated.
(deep breath)
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