Am feeling completely and utterly fed up. Ex left a year ago and nothing seems to be getting any better, actually worse. The DCs are a mess and return from visits to their dad fractious and irritable. Takes at least 2 days for things to settle down. I am exhausted at being used as an emotional punch bag. They don't do this to him because a) he hides in his room, b) he is irritable and unpredictable and c) because I suspect they feel abandoned by him and don't want to risk making things worse.
I have absolutely no support. We moved here 2 years ago for school for DC1 and all 3 DCs are very well settled. But I really haven't made any friends at all. Friends where we used to live (40 mins away) have not made any effort to stay in contact, can't even be bothered with Christmas cards. No-one has contacted me since we separated.
Have been heavily involved in a couple of local events (school, community, health) and thought I got on well with people, again heard nothing from them. I have invited people over, made a real effort but none of it is reciprocated.
My so-called best friend has hardly stayed in touch and neither my brother or sister has made any effort to come and see me since the split (1.5 hours away, but no change there never did before).
To cap it all, women are positively flocking round my ex. Whenever he is here he gets text messages which he looks at under the table FFS, like a kid trying to hide something from his mum. Now the DCs say he is always on the phone, they've mentioned names, all female.
My mental health is deteriorating rapidly in the face of supporting the DCs with sod all support myself. My mum has actually been really good, but I say this in some amazement cos she's pretty crap really and I would never rely on her for anything but she does, at least, call regularly. Mind you she does keep going on about how much ex's parents must be worrying about ex and how tough I am so I'll be okay.
But I'm so not okay and I really don't know what to do. My so-called best friend just called and said I have lots of choices - maybe I should leave the DCs with their dad and just go and do whatever I want to do. She is seriously suggesting that I leave my DCs and disappear into the sunset. That my only problem is how I choose to look at the situation.
Makes me feel like telling her to take a running jump to be honest.
All my life I have been a good, caring and supportive friend but on the few occasions I've needed support they disappear into the ether. I'm generally quite a positive person but I'm struggling to see any way out of this. If the DCs are coping no better after a year of this, when will things improve? To be honest, I just want out. I just wish I could no longer exist. I probably would be suicidal but my mum attempted that when I was 7 so wouldn't do that to my DCs but feel completely hopeless.