It’s been one week since we had ‘that’ conversation. Together since I was 19, him 21. Two beautiful children, a house with a huge mortgage, multiple pets, many happy memories and a tonne of sh*t ones. Not in love, no affection, communication had broken down (something we were previously good at), it’s all very co-existing if I’m honest.
I would really appreciate some useful tips from anyone who’s been in a similar situation. I can’t imagine life without him, but I know this needs to happen. I’m so scared of what’s to come. I’ve not done adult life without him and I don’t even know who I am anymore. We are so tangled due to the kids and the house, so neither one of us is moving out anytime soon. I’m trying so hard to remain positive and take it one day at a time but it’s difficult. It hasn’t gotten nasty yet, although when I tried to look on his phone this morning (yes stupid I know) he had changed his passcode. I just wish instead of focusing so much on what he’s doing, I would pour that into myself!
Any words of wisdom?