Hello all and thanks for reading.
Got married at 32 and had dc x 3. Now 49. Discovered his cheating, lies, etc 9 years ago. Bolt out of the blue (never thought it would be me) and I was absolutely devastated. He became abusive - physically, emotionally, financially. After a year of trying/counselling/being treated as a door mat I kicked him out.
We had had a relatively blessed life until then but I spent the next few weeks in various dole offices and clap clinics.
For the next 6/7 years he put me and dc through hell of prolonged divorce, contact, court appearances etc ... you've heard it all before.
I had stopped work when dc3 was born. I was five years out of work at time of split. Summoned up huge strength and relaunched myself back into a career. Have slogged and slogged and been successful.
Dc are now mostly teenagers (were toddlers/primary age at time of split). Not perfect but I think I've done the best job I could in the circumstances.
Have also had to deal with aging parents during the same period. Dad had dementia and other horrible illnesses for 6 years. Died Xmas 2015. Mum lives on and is challenging.
Friends have mostly naffed off - I've neglected them due to lack of time.
Here's the problem - I should be pleased:
- I adore my dc and, given the circumstances, they're doing ok
- I got rid of the a*hole sooner rather than later
- Career has reached new levels since I got rid of him
But I'm not.
I'm just sad. I still feel betrayed, I feel like my best years have been robbed from me, I feel that my dc have also been betrayed and put through stuff they should never have seen but will never forget.
I want to be happy again.