Never thought I'd turn the corner, highs and lows in the last three months since my pin-up of a husband (funny) left me and our son for a coworker young enough to be his daughter. She's still feeding him large amounts of Turkish Delight and his fat gut seems to be taking it, I wouldn't want to be around when it's mucking out day. I believe things happen for a reason and didn't sit around for too long, after the initial shock of it all I decided something good needed to come from it all, helped with volunteering, looked into a course which I've always wanted to do, caught up with old friends (the ones he managed not to scare away completely) and made new ones along the way. So if anyone out there is going through the same thing, don't give up, life is too short to be worrying about time wasters.