Good to hear from you@harlemriver but sorry you’re still struggling. Just like you and @SoRainbowRhythms & @Itisallgoingtobeok , I too have no children and am very conscious of how alone I feel.
I’m in the last couple of weeks (all being well 🤞) of living with XH, and will be moving into my flat. And while everyone always says ‘oh you’ll feel so much better when you’re out of there’, I’m not convinced I will. I have so many different feelings and emotions around this whole situation - heartbreak, anxiety, depression, fear of the future, fear of finances, anger & resentment etc etc. They all appear at varying times & days and I’m never without thoughts of how my life has changed and I’ve had NO say in it.
I know what you mean @harlemriver about investing everything into your other half - I did it too but to be honest I was perfectly happy with just ‘we two’ and seeing friends & family on occasion. I preferred to go places & do things with him over and above everyone else, rightly or wrongly. I guess that’s why we’re feeling this SO intensely, because our ‘person’ has removed themselves from our lives, against our wishes.
Your admission that simply moving house has not been the magical new start you hoped it would be really resonates, because I think I will be the same. It’s been 10 months for me living here since our separation, and most of those months being aware there is someone else. It’s been nothing short of agonising and taken me to frighteningly low lows. Despite all that time and being actually divorced, there’s some part of me that still thinks of him as my husband! And then I remember that he’s now in a serious relationship with another person, and the pain is still intense.
Just like you, I’m finding it hard to feel motivated to do anything. I can’t even feel excited about moving, because I don’t want to move, I want my lovely home and garden that was so special to me but which is now his. Even now, it doesn’t quite feel real 😔.
@Ginerous your story is so sad to read because I think we often have this idea that after a broken heart and a devastating divorce, someone will come into our lives that we will move on with, who will be better in every way than the lying, cheating husbands who left us. But your story shows that unfortunately the fairy tale ending doesn’t always happen. The idea of thinking you’ve found Mr Wonderful, who then turns out to be no better than the first one, is very depressing. It makes you really not want to go there at all. But the alternative, growing old alone, is a pretty miserable thought too.
I wish for all of us that we get some peace at some point, there isn’t anything magical that we can say to each other that hasn’t been said before. The journey is a long one, and sometimes one that I don’t want to travel on.
Hugs to every single lady on here and may we continue to get some chink of support from each other 💐