Separated in July & he moved out in October. It was mutual, amicable and the right thing to do. Has been scary, but despite this I've felt much happier.
But today I'm having a wobble. All these cards arriving to "Mr & Mrs," arranging visits to family & friends who have still not heard. And silly little things like what to write on my little (ex?) nephews' Christmas present labels - do I say from me & kids, or does that tread on their Uncle's (STBXH's) toes? I used to do cards and pressies for all of STBXH's family and friends, he doesn't know their addresses or birthdays and I am torn between showing him up and trying to smooth things. My in-laws are heartbroken and will be missing me, I know (going to see them today for a cuppa & drop tree presents.)
Unkind of me, but the ignorance of some people is shocking (I have lost count of the number of acquaintances/ distant family members who think it's okay to ask things like "was there anyone else?" or "what was the catalyst?" 10 seconds after hearing, and the room going quiet. FGS I barely know you, I'm not going to discuss something so personal over mince pies and mulled wine when I haven't spoken to you since 2008.
I was prepared to feel it a bit at Xmas when you can too easily imagine that the whole world is composed of nice little family units. But I hadn't anticipated all the little details & practicalities.
All the same - I still know I have done the right thing, and this Xmas can't possibly be worse than the last 4 or 5 ones of robotic interactions "for the sake of DC" and me crying in loo during Xmas dinner because the strain was killing me.
thanks for reading.