In September last year I was sat in my car in tears feeling very very alone after an awful relationship had ended at the start of the year. It took A LOT of strength as I was at rock bottom but I pulled myself together, exercised, therapy, got promoted, put effort into online dating and met someone a few months later (in December).
We fell in love (or so he said!) and by July we were talking about a future. We are both late 30s. By October it had all ended, he took a job abroad for half the week and didn’t tell me. When I tried to discuss it he was vague and seemed annoyed I had questioned why he hadn’t told me. I didn’t care he wanted to be abroad half the week but I cared he hadn’t even mentioned this to me.
So here I am, in the same situation I was in last year in September, except now I’m 37. I will be 38 in May. I don’t think I have the strength to pick myself up again and get back out there. I don’t want a family alone (I know people do it) and so I have to accept that this is probably it for me.
I don’t know how to get out of this pit and put a smile on my face again over Christmas. Last Christmas I had to do this. It was horrible and hard. I never thought I would be so lucky as to have met someone like my ex but it’s all come crashing down. And here I am again.