Ex walked out three years ago when I was heavily pregnant (about 3 weeks from due date) with our second child, we already had a toddler. He's never admitted to an affair but I had suspicions before he left and they were in a 'new' relationship almost instantly after we split
Overall I'm fine. I don't want him back, I feel mostly indifferent to him, we have an eow arrangement and he pays maintenance. He could be better on actually wanting to have the kids during his annual leave and school holidays but that has to come from him now, I can't have that conversation with him again.
However now he's engaged to OW and it's really bothering me and it's annoying me that it's bothering me. It just seems monumentally unfair that he gets the happiness, he gets the kids excited to see him and nagging to go to their house rather than me having to do the boring everyday stuff and have them tantrum etc. I know the whining and the arguing is because they feel secure with me. Doesn't make it any less draining. And it's heartbreaking to constantly be told they want to go to daddy's house when I try so hard to give them a loving home, lots of activities and outings etc but it'll never be good enough because it's not exciting Daddy
I know why he seems more exciting and I know it's only because they're little that they have all the subtlety of a brick but it's shit. And it's shit that I'm still single despite giving it my best shot with online dating-a single mum of two kids does seem to narrow the selection of people willing to date you! I muddle along quite happily on my own but it would be nice to have someone in my corner. And I feel very very sad at the thought of having no more children, I'm hugely grateful for the two I have of course but I would have loved more.
Basically I feel like he got away with it. He treated me appallingly, behaved with breathtaking cruelty and he doesn't get any sort of punishment! I know it's juvenile of me and I know I should be concentrating on living my 'best life' but sometimes it's really really shit and unfair and I don't particularly feel like being zen about it. I have 3, nearly 4 years of rising above and being calm and collected for the sake of my kids and I'm sick of it and sick of him thinking everything's marvellous and his choices were totally justified for the end result. Which I guess for him, they were.
UGH.