Hello I wouldn't do that
I'd probably rather speak with them face to face and address any questions it raised at the time.
I really don't think they're cows and I think I've probably done them a disservice in this! I think it's just that it's so far out of their realm of experience. On reflection, I doubt they thought that the way I, specifically, had behaved was an issue, just that the whole situation is less than ideal. It was just a bit of a shock to hear that I'd been the subject of a conversation as much as anything. Even if it was all just out of concern, I'm not sure I feel comfortable with having people 'feel sorry' for me or the children as much as anything. I'm used to it just being us.
And of course there have been times when I was distracted, or sad, or a bit stressed - my husband had an affair and my marriage broke down. I have no family. And more than that, I lost the whole lot within 6 months. Perhaps if I had a mum who came round for dinner, or an aunt I could visit then I would feel happier. Perhaps if I had someone to phone/text/email just to see how I am or what I'm up to, it would be different. But I don't. And it's fine to do things for myself - but sometimes it's nice to pretend/feel like I'm important to someone else. That someone else wants to spend time with me and cares about me.
I don't think I'd be seen as a temptation to the husbands 
I suppose I feel like I'm just trying to make the best of a bad situation and trying to find some fun and happiness and see some positives to it all. It's not easy! And it just came as a bit of a blow when I was already feeling a bit emotional/vulnerable. But they don't see that side of me, they only see the side of me that's having fun. Perhaps they haven't realised that the other sides exist too.
I think I might just take a break from the thread and stuff for a bit. Probably won't be long!
but I'm just feeling a bit vulnerable and feel like I need to batten down the hatches for a bit. I think the counselling is helping in one respect, but on another the constant thinking and introspection is exhausting. Besides, I haven't quite finished my bedroom yet...
There's just too much.