Argh, I know this pain only too well! 5 years, married (that he pushed for!) children... woke up one morning for work, slept together before he left, kissed me goodbye like most mornings.
An hour later, I received this text- "I'm not coming home. Ever."
Seriously. Wouldn't speak to me or anything. No idea what had happened and zero warning.
Was so incredibly painful to deal with, almost had a breakdown. But I pulled myself through. It came out in the wash he was shagging his ex!
10 years down the line he's miserable as fuck. Has made repeated attempts to test the waters, has complained about the OW and the mistakes he's made... yadda yadda...
Me? I spent a long time learning to love myself. Teaching myself that the problem was with him, not me. Building myself up and making a happy life.
I met the love of my life on a train, just over 5 years ago. We're married with 2 children of our own. I'm happy, at peace and deeply loved.
Funny how things work out! Stay strong. Your happy ending is not with this clownshoe!!