Hmmmm this may be long. A bit of background first, DP and I have known each forever we were childhood sweethearts and everybody said they didn't know a nicer more suited couple.
Then last year he moved jobs and began and out of the blue left me. I was devastated and heartbroke he saw the dc a lot and gave me money for them but at times acted vile and cruel to me. 3 months after he went i discovered he had left me for another woman, I was very calm to the outward world and but lost it totally inside I thought about suicide a lot.
However I never stopped him seeing the dc and made plans for them to meet OW.
They never met the ow, dp left her and then begged for another chance my dc were so happy to have normal daddy back I took him back, I know now I took him back way too quickly and this scares me as I think he may think I would forgive him again.
This caused a hell of a lot of trouble fo me I had OW turning up at my house and lots of abusive messages, I have to say I didn't get involved in slanging matches i actually told her I thought he had played both of us but she insisted on blaming me.
Anyway a few months on things calmed down with OW, dp and I did the hystercal bonding thing
. He is very open will tell me anything I want to know and will leave his phone on the side unlocked.
I have a lot of issues I am so so hurt I cry a lot to myself, I think about the hurt he caused everyday and I remember his cruel actions.
I also found out a lot of stuff he said about me which was totaly untrue such as I was abusive and one of my friends said she never thought he would make me out to be a bad mum which broke me. There is a lot more of lies and hurtful things but I would be here all night.
I look at him now and sometimes feel pure hate. Now he is off sick from work with depression and has a serious health problem too, and I know this sounds very, very spiteful but I feel very why me atm.
His family all blocked me out and left me to it despite me having a very close friendship with his mum and sisters. Now they are all sorry and said they fell for his crap too, his mum is also going through a relatonship breakdown and is leaning on me for support yet she left me to cope alone.
I keep thinking about how he didn't care I was throwing up blood and trying to deal with the dc, how I lost three stone in 8 weeks or how my 6 year old grabbed his leg and begged him to stay.
I don't even know what this post will achieve I just need to get it out there. I keep thinking