Thought I was doing well. H left a few weeks ago, after my discovery of his affairs. Thought I was through the tears, and onto anger. But tonight feel like I'm right back in the pain of initial discovery. Awake at 3, crying.
Had a bad day today. Things didn't go well at work, I'm not feeling that I'm delivering my best anyway, and am pretty vulnerable to criticism, which I got. Only recently gone back to work, and feel financially insecure.
H about to move into permanent address, instead of a mate's house. Going to take half the furniture, which I haven't yet replaced so flat will be empty for a while. Plus he's going to have the kids for a full weekend every other week, which I can't bear the idea of.
I just don't want any of this. It's so s**t.