Yesterday Mitchum asked a few good questions. Also, there were some comments on one of the forums about feeling guilty. This all has me thinking. My wife has been so unhappy for so long that I always had no idea what to do about it. I tried so hard to make her happy and have only just realised that it was never my responsibility. Now I know that happiness has to come from within - truly. I think her affair was a cry for help. Not a cry to me, mind you, but a cry to herself. She did something that was so surprising to herself that her whole world is shaken up. Before, she felt like

I have spent the last few days with friends. A time to relax, a time to come to terms, a time to dig deep and look at my situation as it now is. Last festive season was just one big blur, one that I can not really remember. It is only now, nearly 17 months down the line, that I can reflect in the months that have since passed. It has been an emotional year, one of shock, trauma, disbelief, horror, hurt and excruciating pain. My heart was in a million pieces, my head nearly six feet under. This Hogmanay was different, I spent it with people I did not really know, their kindness was

I thought I was doing well, puts some blogs here that helped, making house a home for the two kids with me, work picking up and I even joined a new gym (first one in 40 years). Life was getting better, not thinking, talking or texting the stbx.

Then as the words in a great movie "just as I was getting out, she pulls me back in"  

Get a text saying do you want to go for drink to talk about money, we are poles apart, nothing wrong with that I hear you say.

It was followed by "I have got a new card and pin from bank and cleared the account", these two sentences just don't go together. Contacted