For it is this date last year that ex-dh buggered off and left us and despite feeling low most of the time I am so glad he is gone, I am so glad I don't have to put up with him anymore.
The biter is that his bidey-in had their baby son a couple of weeks ago. So only a couple of months after walking out on us because being part of a family was too much pressure his port in the storm got up the duff.
I can only say I hope they both have the life they deserve. Well they've already had to move to a council flat after being evicted from their house (although I don't know if this is true as I haven't seen the place yet and dts won't be visiting there until I do and know it is his definite address) he quit his job to work cash in hand so he didn't have to pay the CSA. So she got herself a winner there. Good luck to her, she will need it.
Me and dts are bobbing along, coping with a capital C. We'll get through this with no help from him.
So raise a glass of whatever is your poison as one year has passed and I survived it. And if I can then anyone can, so take heart those who are just about to start on this life...it can be done.