Been sat on the sofa since 11.30pm alone (I only got home from work at 10pm) sobbing my heart out silently, whilst DP of 16 years 'goes to bed early' in the spare bedroom with the door shut so he can lie in bed messaging his OW Happy New Year. He's in the process of buying a house, presumably so they can be together. He thinks I don't know anything, but I do.......
Just looking for a hand hold, worst New Year ever.