Thanks Freeme,
I don't know. Yesterday was a very dark day for me.
I didn't get the job that I had been praying I would get. That led me to a very dark night last night.
I fell off my diet, not horribly bad, I didn't drink or get shit faced I went to the store and bought some banana pudding, nilla wafers and a box of chocolate macadamia nut cookies.
I know this a stupid, falling off the wagon story, but I have been keto/paleo since she left and feeling much better about myself.
I gorged all night and laid in bed stewing about her and her new guy. The influx of carbs made me feel worse in my body and that just compounded the whole issue.
I cried for the first time since all this happened and maybe that is what I should have done at the start, but the tears never came.
I did force myself to cry but it was triggered by watching endless sad movies until I couldn't stand it anymore.
I know not getting the job hit all the same triggers that my bruised ego was healing from with her, the betrayal, lying and abandonment.
I feel ugly, I feel old and I feel pathetic.
I am currently sitting on my couch writing and trying to make sense of it. I am idolizing our relationship and looking at all the things that I did wrong. How I could have tried more, been a better partner, focused more on her.
I know the affair wasn't my fault but the relationship was, I am not being objective but I feel that if I was willing to lose myself and make it solely about her it would of maybe lasted a year or two longer but I would eventually been right here.
I know I dodged a bullet, I know that I will be better off in the long run but the long run is so far away from where I am right now that I can't see it.
I just really miss her right now, and I know its stupid to miss the toxic woman that she was, but it's where I am right now.
I feel like I am not being helpful here and just sit on my couch all day sitting in silence thinking of it all.
I force myself to go out and do stuff but I always end up back here in my empty house, reading about how shitty it is for mistresses, how the married men lie and never leave, how affairs aren't the BS's fault.
Then I get up and see what I am in the mirror and see a sad, old man that is alone.
[This message edited by sorryforeverythi at 6:13 AM, January 25th (Saturday)]