Salalex, thank you for asking, but, unfortunately, I feel I am not okay. I had a really bad weekend at home. I went out with friends Friday night and J went out with his "friend" from work on Saturday night. At the time, I didn't feel too bad but I spent all day Sunday and Monday in tears - not good with the children around. I didn't sleep at all (and I mean no sleep "at all" Sunday night and I think that didn't help with how I felt on Monday as I was also tired as well as upset.
I had quite a few phone calls on Monday from various friends and each time I started crying on the phone. Normally I am quite strong but it seems that everything is getting on top of me at the moment.
On Monday night, a good friend of mine phoned from the local pub where she goes after going to the gym and said that if I fancied popping out, I could meet them there (both friends I know from my childrens' school). One of the friends is going through exactly what I am going through although she is about 3 months further on in her developments than I am. I went out after the two youngest were in bed and got to the pub at just gone 8 pm.
I didn't have a very good night out, but at least we could all talk and try to gain strength from each other.
Anyway, when I got home (which was just after 11) I felt I couldn't sleep so I went up into the loft where J is sleeping. I sat on one of our office chairs and asked if he was asleep. We started talking (with me trying unsuccessfully not to cry) and he did give me a hug - although I am not sure if that made me feel better or not. It felt good at the time, but J was worried that I might read more into it than it really is. Without being too personal, I really wanted to make mad passionate love to him and he knows I wanted to, but he said he didn't think it would be a good idea as I would have to live with myself the next day and also I might think that we are getting back together, although I know deep down we are not.
At the time, I felt very embarrassed and humiliated and I text him on his phone yesterday apologising for my behaviour. I felt really horrible - I want him but can't have him.
J turned round Monday night and said that he does feel it might be better if he moves out and this made me all the more hysterical - I don't want to lose him, although I know I already have.
He did say that he would stop going out and agree to stay in for say 3 months until I get over this (if I ever will) but he said, quite rightly, that I wouldn't want to stay in for 3 months and he is right. I need to get out to keep my sanity.
I feel so devastated that I am losing (have lost) my husband and I feel upset that I imagined growing old with him and it is hard to accept the fact that I will not.
My friends tell me to be strong (which I normally am) and that I will get through it.
My friend on Monday night said something which I think may be true. She said that perhaps I feel worse because I am not in control of the situation, i.e. it is J's decision for us to no longer be together. If it was my decision, it would obviously be easier to live with.
I know we cannot ever be together and even if I live in hope that things will be better in the future, I know deep down that I am kidding myself. It just feels so hard at times and I feel so lonely but I know I will (and have to) get over this.
I bet you wish you hadn't asked how I am now!!