Someone who was the love of my life, who made me laugh and so happy.
I'm don't need to take up new interests or hobbies - I'm a single mum of two children and work full time, so I'm busy enough!
But inside I'm so unhappy, I've stopped exercising, I drink too much and eat too much - because I'm lonely and the fact that he doesn't want to be with me enough to make it work. I'd do anything for him.
I can feel myself clinging onto snippets of affection or thought and feel so down.
I hate sounding like this, so am posting it here -as I would never say it in real life.
Any advice welcome. X