I’m not doing very well. I’ve become better at pretending I’m okay, but the truth is, Im really not. My husband left me in April after having an affair with someone we both work with. People keep telling me I’m better off without him and that I should focus on the kids, but my heart is shattered. I’m devastated. I still cry multiple times a day, and sometimes it feels like this overwhelming sadness will never go away.
To make things worse, they post pictures on social media and he looks so happy. His profile pictures were of me and him, for 15 years, and now its of him and her and it breaks my heart. We were together for 15 years. He hasn’t paid any child maintenance, which I’m currently trying to get through the proper channels. He seems to have money to take his girlfriend out, but not to provide for his own children. After months of saying he would put the house on the market, he suddenly said he’s keeping it, I assume to move his convicted criminal girlfriend in. I’m going through solicitors to try and get my share of the equity, but I’ve just learned he hasn’t even sent the vouching the solicitors requested months ago. Who knows how long he will stall this for?
I know I shouldn’t want someone who wasn’t very kind to me and who fed my insecurities, but I’m struggling to see how I can move forward while he lives carefreely like a 20-year-old, and I carry the weight of every responsibility, the kids, the pets, finances, and keeping everyone safe and happy. I did manage to move into a nice home, so at least the children have stability there, but I feel low all the time and I’m unsure how to come back from this.
I have a couple of close friends, and I know they haven’t told me they’re tired of listening, but I feel guilty for crying down the phone every other day. I suppose what I’m looking for is advice or maybe to hear stories of people who have been through something similar and come out the other side.
I wasn’t perfect in my marriage. Two days before he left, I took a photo of myself. I was 21st 9lbs, exhausted, lacking confidence, unattractive, and working seven days a week to pay off debts so we could build a better future for our kids. Since then, I’ve lost over six stone, almost seven, but I still have more to go. And I can’t stop wondering if, I had I taken better care of myself, maybe he wouldn’t have left me. He never once spoke to me about being unhappy or taking better care of myself. He knew I was unhappy with myself, but I loved him so much. I'm really struggling to let go of him and the future i believed we had.