Ok so separated from husband for two years, it's been 4 months since i got my decree nisi, so its all done and dusted.

Been on auto pilot since he left, and setting goals to make sure that good for nothing lieing heartless cheat wasn't going to get the best of me, so i started studying, it helped keep my mind occupied, instead of wasting time thinking of someone who was clearly not worth and had moved on with his life.

 Wanted a career, so went for something i wanted to do for a long time, and a year and half later i have got the job, i start in two weeks.  I should be over the moon right?  Im

I went to the hospital today for some physio on a sprained ankle, i didnt expect to feel the way i felt.  Hospitals have very sad memories for me.  Around two years ago i lost a baby, i was 20 weeks pregnant and went for a routine scan, i was all excited and was looking forward to the scan pic to show the kids.  I had a very rough pregnancy and spent most of it in hospital, as i did with my other children due to hyperemises, which is excessive vomitting, i need to be kept on a drip and have no energy at all, could just about manage to walk to the loo.  Anyway there i was in the scan room and

I thought i had been doing so well, and as they say time is the greatest healer, but today something just snapped and i feel so angry and low. There was this stupid driver on the road, and cut a long story short we had words, when i got home i just felt so down. All the feelings and bottled up for such a long time surfaced, i thought of my ex, what a sh*thead he was, how he was merrily getting on with his life with his new woman, and seeing the kids whenever he wanted to, having the best of both of everything, then he still has the audacity to call me names for no reason, when it was he who