Just updating. The last day or two have been very difficult, Ive cried alot and been in deep despair. I tried to help myself today, by washing my hair and putting on some smart clothes and going to do grocery shopping.
I felt very anxious, but realised that the shopping would not do itself and so booted my own ass hard.
Even under the bit of make up, I looked haggard, empty, dark under the eyes and souless, I knew they weren't but I almost felt like people were looking at me like I was about to burst into tears or collapse on the floor. Frankly having caught a glimpse of myself in the window, I didn't recognise myself at all.
I used to go shopping and be full of fun, saying hi to everyone I had got to know over the years who worked there. I used to buy all the basics then something good for dinner and ex's favourite cheese and wine etc. If I was with mum, it was always her shopping for dad and me for hubby. One large steak or chop or whatever and one smaller for me, his fave biscuits, my bar of chocolate etc.
I know this all sounds trivial, but it was very difficult not to cry, only when I was back in my car did I break down and cry like a baby. I am sure I am not the only one of us here who has found even the smallest things difficult to do during the early stages. I walked into the house and promptly threw up in the bathroom, like an anxiety retching, I was shaking so badly. My elder son (21) was here and he just held me, i felt bad for him seeing me like that and so more guilt. He made me a coffee and just let me cry in his arms. I feel weak, a failure, a mess and an embarrassment, then think no wonder he went off with OW.
It appears he is back for now, i didn't think his parents would have son there whilst ex lived it up with OW, though probably only for a day or so. I'm scared of running into him, if anyone could share with me what they experienced the first time they ran into ex after the split, I would be grateful as I am dreading it.
I try to read as many other stories on here as possible and many are heartbreaking to read and my heart truly goes out to them, but in a way it is comforting to know I am not alone and also that people have moved on from this.
I also know I shouldnt, but have resorted to having half a bottle of wine at night, as it is the only way I can sleep and get some respite. I have never been a real drinker, so I am hoping it is just a phase that will pass and help me through these early days.
I have been very naive in many ways and blame myself totally for realising that I should have booked the vow renewal myself, pushed forward the living back together. Instead I sat back waiting for him to do it, to 'prove' his committment to me. I take the full blame for that, I ought to have handled it better. Instead I wished him a good night out when he was going out and realise that maybe he saw that as me not caring. I did, very much, but I also took his love for granted and that is something I now have to live with.
It sounds cliche, but he was the love of my life, my everything. I never once wanted anyone else, nor could I have ever envisioned myself being close to any other man, he was mine and I was his in my eyes, that forever thing.
I should have seen this coming, the new aftershave, the constant selfies for facebook, the losing weight. Instead I was confident, too confident it seems in his love for me. Not that I didnt appreciate his love, or love him even more than I thought possible, i just believed him when he told me he loved me and that this year was our year, after everything we had suffered.
I know i have made mistakes and if I could turn back the clock I would do things differently. But the one thing I did have was total love for him and he had my loyalty. The thing I could give him, was that unwavering love and the peace of mind and security that comes from knowing that he was the only man for me.
i'd chat to friends online, played a silly onlne game in the evenings as I was making dinner and chat to people. Sometimes when he was drunk or in a bad mood, he would accuse me of 'seeing' men on there, it would be 'oh go back to so and so on your stupid game' But it was something I enjoyed when he was out or away working. I have never met any of these people, most are in other countries and certainly never had any kind of conversation other than platonic chit chat about the game or the weather, or kids etc.
Ex was fiercely jealous right up until the end, yet I never once gave him a reason to be.
I wish i could stop loving him so much, i wish he had carried through on his promises of getting a new home together, i wish he had made me feel special and wanted and loved.
Mistakes have been made on both sides and I can see that more clearly now, but my love for him was never in doubt. I would have moved into a new home with him tomorrow, renewed my vows tomorrow, in a heartbeat and been loyal to him for the rest of my life.
I guess he moved on and wanted different things and he has certainly landed on his feet, because whatever I may think of OW, she is stunning, younger than me by 13 years, has a beautiful home and everything going for her.
I had hoped and thought my love and loyalty and 20 years together with a gorgeous son, would be enough. I was wrong and I am not sure i will ever forgive myself for the mistakes I made and the contribution I made to him walking away.
All I know right now, is that the pain and loss is immense, that the only option open to me is to try and get through each day and survive this. I am tortured by 'hearing; his voice, that loud OTT booming that irritated me at times, but brought me comfort and happiness. Only 4 weeks ago he was sat here eating dinner and fell asleep on the sofa, I covered him with a blanket, kissed his head told him I loved him and then laughed at the food marks on his chin.
he mumbled rolled over and said 'love you' he finally came up to bed and threw his huge arm and leg over me and snored like a motorbike. I remember cuddling into him and his arm went round my neck, pulling me closer. I miss him so badly, I can't imagine my life without him, warts and all.
Thank you for allowing me to get more off my chest, to ramble, reminisce and share my thoughts and feelings.
I really am in a bad way right now and could use any help and support you may have to offer.
Thank you all