My stbxh left the family home about three weeks ago after saying he didn’t love me anymore and wasn’t happy. So it’s all really fresh. I remain in the house with the kids. He still does the school drop off every morning but that’s about it. Minimal contact. I have seen a solicitor will file for divorce at some point. I swing between boiling rage and heart stopping grief. And sometimes I can’t believe that this is actually happening in my life. It’s almost like watching a movie.
Not sure what I am looking for but posting this on here. Just a rant I guess.