It's been a tough couple of years.
My faith in people has been massively shaken.
My so called best friend admitted to an affair with my 'd'h.
It was nearly a decade ago but she decided that I needed to know about it at one of the most difficult times of my life. She knew that too. I was definitely in traumatic shock after the bombshell. Shaking constantly for about two weeks, couldn't get warm, couldn't eat, couldn't think etc. I'm shaking now writing about it 18month on.
My relationship with DH is not what this thread is about however but it is relevant.
Following discovery of said affair I ran to my big sister who admitted my BIL had cheated on her.
My mum then admitted that my dearly departed father had tried to engage a prostitute at one time- I take that with a pinch of salt as my mum has a history of one upmanship.
The only man left in my life with any decency was my big brother - foolish me.
Big brother was married to a harpy, a vile obnoxious woman who made family gatherings deeply unpleasant but we bit our tongues and smiled sweetly too for my big brothers sake.
Big brother is the worst of the lot. He's been cheating on the harpy most of their married life(possibly why she is how she is).
He has finally left her for a woman he's been seeing for years and years.
Now I know there is some transference on my part. My dh and I are working things out, I have no contact with my ex BFF. But I am so angry with my brother.
He (we)allowed the harpy to ruin so many family events because we wanted him around. my mum would run around making dinner and preparing to see him when he said he was coming only to cancel last min- while he saw the OW.
He is now on a campaign to make us accept this OW into the fold. When he told me what had been going on I was still very raw, I told him everything and that I wasn't ready to be accepting an affair partner.
She has met my sister and BIL who say she's my nicer than harpy and he ambushed us at water with a surprise visit home.
We live with mum and our two preteen children. I was not happy. He didn't really even introduce her it was so awkward.
They came again today but I was able to be out all day.
Mum is now on the make me feel guilty for not accepting her jag and I'm feeling cornered and angry.
Growing up I wasn't even allowed a male friend in my room and she wants me to feel bad that I don't want them to stay in my house, they'd have to sleep in my daughters bed FFS.