It''s been over a week since I last spoke to my stbx and guess what ??? I''m still surving...I have managed a whole eight days with no contact, I won''t lie, it has been hard but I finally realised I wasn''t doing myself any favours by constantly emailing or texting as most of the time it only resulted in an argument. I have given the events of the last weekend some serious thought and have decided that I am going to get on with things as best I can and leave him and OW to each other. He has lied so many times he can''t distinguish the truth from a lie anymore...I''m sure he believes

im a bit gobsmacked tonight, had the girls round, we all had a good drink, but im a bit gobsmacked as to there opinons on my retalionship, they seems to think i was controled in some way, they didnt like the way IT spoke to me, how i changed ? they didnt like the way i gave up my house and money for IT, so why didnt they tell me at the time ? then my mum, saw ITs mum, and she wanted so bad to tell her the truth (and probably throw a punch, good on you mum ) so tonight ive had a good drink (yes im pissed) and confused, if my friends thought things were that bad, when i loved IT to pieces, why

I went to see a Solicitor last week and we discussed all of my options...I came away asking myself was this really what I wanted the reality of it all hitting home. I even discussed it with my husband, we really talked like we hadn't done in a long time. I started to question if this was what I wanted to do.He seemed more open towards me and I thought things might have changed. I stupidly let myself believe we might have a chance. So on Saturday morning I decided to go and see him, I drove the 150 something miles to our home in Nottinghamshire..the house looked beautiful..I love that