The relationship disentigrated after 11 years together. It had to end as we became bad for each other. We have four young children together.
It's only been about 8 weeks since we have parted. We will remain living together until I find housing for the children and I.
I am struggling immensely. I live away from family and friends, but am looking for housing back home. I am looking after the house, children mostly alone. He has been very unwell with his mental health and helps where he can.
For the last two weeks I have really tried to get myself into a more stoic way of thinking, which helped me. Feeling positive about being a single parent, being independent. Even feeling positive about him finding the love he truly deserves. But as of the last few days, it has hit me like train. The overwhelming loneliness, sadness, guilt and regret. I'm struggling with the children a little and feel very isolated and alone. I still love him. It is what it is. Just needed to write this all down to spare my friends of one of my desperate phonecalls!