I found out around 20 months ago that my DH had cheated on me for around 8 years of our 10 year marriage. He slept with colleagues, randoms on nights out and prostitutes. A prolific user of private lapdancing. All outside of my knowledge, obviously. It all spirraled when I stumbled across a bank statement of his. He admitted everything after a huge deal of pushing on my part for 'the truth'.
I've not been able to handle the truth though. After procrastinating for a few months, I finally kicked him out.
I absolutely hate being a single parent. I struggle with the loss of what I thought was my future. I've got 3 DC, all under 10. They're lovely but hard work. I work 4 days a week, only just come out of this coronavirus hell, homeschooling them for 5/6 months.
I drink to try to block out the pain. I have some friends but don't confide in them. My family all live hours away from me. No one is around to keep an eye on me.
I met a guy online dating around a year ago in desperation to find some kind of happiness but he's seen through my facade and has finally finished with me last night on account of my mood swings (caused by drinking).
I feel hopeless and that I can never be happy again. I have always been a strong feminist and that largely fuelled my desire to ditch DH. Only misery could lie in that relationship - I'm able to acknowledge that.
I want someone to step into his shoes, live with me and lighten this horrible load. I know that's unfeasible and unhealthy.
I just feel like giving up today. I've hit rock bottom.
I don't know what I'm asking for here. I know I need to eradicate drinking. But I struggle to face the vivid world. I dont drink every day but when I do, I go too far.