Well, in the last week, I've dealt with my husband coming back after 13 months, telling me there's no chance for us to work on our marriage because not only is he having an affair, they are getting married in the spring. I have dealt with the hurt and anger in some healthy, some not-so-healthy ways. I have asked 5000X "why?" I will never have a true answer to that question.
We have discussed finances, we have discussed custody, we have discussed tons of stuff. He is being generous financially, taking on all the debt as well as paying a more than fair amount in c/s and s/s. I removed my wedding ring the other day and replaced it with a beautiful amethyst and diamond ring that I chose myself. We went out drinking last night and had a good time
: We have agreed to remain friends, I even see us being good friends in the future, once I have worked through all the hurt. I am beginning to stop looking at what *we* had, and looking at what I *can* have. I'm moving to a place that I love and I have good support. I am even considering purchasing a house instead of renting--oh the joy of him taking all the debt! :nana: I am going to get us there, get us settled; find a job. I plan to start college in the spring, online probably at first as I won't want to leave the kids any more than necessary, but as they get older and start school, I will be able to take more classes, etc. I obviously have my moments of sheer terror; my moments of just wanting to sob my eyes out, my fits of temper--the other night, I lost my temper and flung anything within my arms' reach at his head.
Unfortunately, I'd had a few beers and my aim was off.
I'm going to heal. I'm going to be stronger. I'm going to be healthier.
I Can Do This.



I'm going to heal. I'm going to be stronger. I'm going to be healthier.
I Can Do This.