I thought the last 20 months of my life had been crap:
Find our Hubby having an affair with one of our best family friends.
Over period of time, he moves out three times but comes back within 48 hrs, sleeps in spare room, sees new shag and I try to survive doing childcare for 2 DCs under 4.
Am threatened by her and him about not telling her DP and to be honest just struggle to keep brain and life in place.
Her DP finds out, nothing to do with me, the shit hits the fan and he and OW decide to give it a go but she continues to see my EXH and keeps him dangling on a string.
EXH refuses to move out of house, so I have now had offer accepted on house and will have to move out. Actually feeling quite good about that part of it.
Am being bullied at work, second DC ill etc etc
Have the most supportive family, my Mum is the best.
Today, my Mum tells me she has metastatic cancer - she did not want to ruin Xmas - we had a lovely day by the way.
I thought 2010 and 2011 were bad but now realise nothing is going to match losing my Mum in 2012.
I hurt so much but know that somehow I have to find the strength to support the most fab Mum in the world through what is going to happen, my Dad, my brothers and sister, my children, put up with EXH and his shenanigans and the evil machinations of the shallow OW bitch from hell and go to work and.....
I just want someone to give me a hug and tell me that everything will go back to normal and the merry go round I am existing on will stop and I can get off.
Thought 2011 was almost over and nothing else shit could happen - I was so wrong