Sorry I should have included the back story re: why DC don't go to his house.
He left me the day lockdown began. Completely out of the blue, nobody expected it. We were, as far as I knew, really happy. He's the last person anyone would ever expect to do this. Said he had been unhappy for a few months, he had never spoken to me about this and so I've never been given an opportunity to improve things. No sign of any OW at all. He moved in with his family (parents, siblings, their partners), some of whom were working in close contact with covid patients who subsequently passed away. We decided it was safer for the children to stay at home.
I think he was also feeling guilty about taking the children away from me and leaving me alone. I don't think he feels that way anymore.
I hate this whole situation, I feel my future has been snatched away from me. I have spoken to my GP this morning who has prescribed Sertraline(?). I feel that now is the time to start getting the ball rolling with lockdown being lifted.
I'm dreading the future, DC's birthdays and Christmas - why should I miss out on these times with my DC when I've not had any say in this. I know that's selfish of me and I'm sure I will eventually come to terms with it, I just feel so sad, angry and frustrated.
When he is here I put on a happy face for the DC but inside it kills me.
I'm so sorry I'm rambling on, I just needed to let it out.