I don't know if anyone remembers my other thread from a couple of weeks ago... discovered my H has been seeing someone from work.
He has moved out, despite my pathetic attempts at reconciliation he claims he has been unhappy for 6 years.
It was such a bolt from the blue. And because, in my eyes, the relationship was fine, I thought we were happy, I just miss him so much. Every time I sit on the sofa in the evening I can't believe he is not here sitting with me, taking the piss out of masterchef contestants or lining up the next breaking bad. Every time I take a photo of the kids on my phone I want to send it to him. I keep having flashback memories to when the DC were younger thinking was he unhappy then? Was all this real? It sounds dramatic but it's almost like he's died. My lovely husband has gone and I'm left with this awful one who claims to be in love with a 30 year old.
So what's the solution? Do I try to just eradicate all the good memories and focus on creating new ones? Try and hate him? Try and accept that it was a good relationship once, but life moves on? Or just drink more wine?