Okay. I may have stolen the title from a book I found to be rather inspirational: Eat, Pray, Love. But for me it worked. My husband dropped the bomb on me on 29 May 2015 with the 'I love you but I'm not in love with you' I remained strong and didn't shed a tear after 10 years together and 3 years of marriage I could only sit numbly and suggest that he was just going through a phase and we should get marriage counselling. It wasn't until the moment the door shut behind him with his packed bags that the facade crumbled. It was over, I could tell and even though he said that he would have '2

Have now received my Decree Absolute, so I am a free woman ! Several people have asked if I am having a party, but it seems a strange thing to have a party for, maybe a wake ! We still have the Police pension sharing order to be activated, but that is being processed. In a way I still feel sad that I didn't manage to make my marriage work, even though I am so much better off without my ex , I am in my own house , can do what I like and I have a lovely man in my life. The ex is about the same in terms of his cancer he has another new girlfriend and has bought a motor bike, I think he

Yesterday I was upset as I thought about Pete and his distress. I am glad in a way that he doesn't t want to see me again and I realise that I have to forget him completely so enable me to get on with my life. He seems to be steadfastly hanging onto his old more familiar comfort blanket of his never being in the wrong or accepting any responsibility for the break up of our marriage. As far as he is concerned, it is all my fault and I have f****d up his life. He now sits in a fug of cigarette smoke doing very little bemoaning the fact that the house won't sell. He is extremely clever at