I am almost a year in to a horrendous separation that has absolutely devastated, and very nearly broken, me. I genuinely want to do what is right for my DCs but I just don't know how I am going to get through the next however many years having to communicate with their F.
I understand that it will be better for my children if we can communicate, and be civil, and I am really trying to do that. But it is so hard, endlessly hard, and I think I am going to make myself ill.
He sees our three DCs one day each week, at the weekend, with the occasional overnight stay, which apparently suits him - as it would, living an entirely separate life from us with OW. He makes no contact during the week and is not, as far as I can see, remotely invested in them apart from turning up one day each week for six hours. I could move past the websites, the affair, the deceit, but it is impossible for me to forget the threat that he made just to disappear if I went after any more money, detaching from our kids in the process.
To be fair, he does support them financially, but I can't forget that threat.
I would happily never see him again, but he is the DCs' father and I have tried to support and encourage their relationship, occasionally feeling like I am carrying it. All the harsh conversations about why daddy doesn't live here any more have been mine to have, and all the reassurance comes from me.
Does anybody have any coping strategy, however small, to help me feel like it is going to be possible to make it through the next sixteen years without entirely losing the plot?
I would be so grateful.