Jules and crazychic
I was you 14 years ago.
I didn’t have mumset then but I did have the support of my three awesome children, my fabulous mum , two beautiful grandchildren and fabulous friends.
It was a very heartbreaking time of my life...every emotion you are going through...I did exactly the same...and cried for England too.
I didn’t want to accept it. Not only did hope hold me back, it stymied my recovery.
30 odd years married. I was 52
I wish I did lots of things differently but one thing I will never regret is living my life to the full
I accepted every invite. I went on holidays on my own. I tried new things. Sailing and skiing.
I visited our house in Florida many times without him. With mum, with daughter and grandson, with friends.
Everyone rallied around me ... I will always be grate fun for the Support I had.
The divorce was horrendous I won’t lie but I came out of it very well. By then he was on affair number two and I just wanted rid of him. He’d turned bitter and nasty and I was just relieved he’d moved to Dubai by this point.
Made my life so much easier.
By the time I was 56 the divorce had just gone through. He could barely hide his contempt for me by then.
He was the big ‘I am’ in his field but was made to feel like a naughty schoolboy when his lies were found out in his divorce papers.
He used to love to snarl at me ‘see you in court’ , well he did and he made himself look like a right arse.
Anyway fast forward ten years and he did me a huge favour. Me and my second husband will shortly be celebrating out third wedding anniversary and ten years together.
I’m so happy. We are so happy. We hope to have a long and hopefully healthy old age together. We’re off down to Dorset on Sunday for ten days and then Tenerife for three weeks. We visit our caravan for four days a week
My life would not have looked like this with my ex
We built up a lovely family. He thought the world of his kids. We nurtured and protected them from the outside world as much as possible...yet the one person who caused so much devastation in their lives...was their own father.
He died a very unhappy man.
Estrayfrom his beloved daughter and three beautiful grandchildren that he never got to know.
A wife, he told my son, he never really loved.
I was just relieved I was spared the agony of nursing him through his aggressive cancer.
He probably resented me for that as well.
He wanted and expected me to go under.
I’m just glad he lived long enough to see how empowered I became and how happy I was.
Sorry it’s so long but I hope it helps.