It's been six months to the day since my husband announced he was in love with someone else, and walked out. It's been the most extraordinary six months - I have never been so down, so miserable, so humiliated and so desperately worried about the future. But thanks to the huge amount of support I received on here (thank you everyone - I've name changed a few times,and this is a new posting name, but I've always been extremely grateful for all the wise advice and support you have given me) and the extraordinary love of my RL friends and family, I can start to see a better, brighter future ahead.
For the first time in my adult life, the decisions I make are the decisions I want to make, not a compromise. I appreciate my children far more than I did before, and they delight me every day, and we are closer than we have ever been. And I can see that I am clearly better off without being with someone who was capable of lying to me for as long as he did, in the way that he did. Enough people have told me I'm better off without him for me to finally start to believe it.
So although I know it's going to be tough on my own, I can't help feeling a little bit excited about what lies ahead.