Thanks @kateandme , I needed to hear that this morning.
I’m not trying to make sense of his logic, I’m sure he found a way to justify it to himself. I know he’s not the only one, but I just cannot comprehend how anyone can lie, and lie, and lie, day after day. It’s no wonder he looked like shit so much of the time, and I thought some of that was my fault. The ‘two people’ thing… I have to believe that the good times, the laughter, the fun we did have during that time was real. Otherwise he took over a year of my life, and I’m not letting that be my reality. The rubbish, miserable, sad times however… he can own them (I do know those times aren’t all on him, but fuck him, he can have them).
forgive the rambling. I hadn’t realised how important these threads are for the OP each time. Just writing it down helps, and the support of you amazing people is invaluable, particularly at Christmas. My lovely friends have said they are here for me whenever I need them, I know they mean it but they have family and commitments and stuff, and I’m not going to overburden them.
It’s funny (not really), I am sitting here in tears, silently screaming, mourning the future I thought we had. The good place I thought we had got back to.
But even now I know that I am strong. I will allow myself this time, and then I will get up, shower and clean the damn house. It needs it and I need it.
Later I will stick my headphones in and go for a run and feel smug that I’ve done all the wrapping, the food shopping and the extra decorating to make the place sparkly. It’s the most organised I’ve ever been!