I’m out now. But I’m really struggling. Financially things are tight for now but that will be ok. I miss my kids so much when they are with him. I’m lonely.
I feel like maybe I got it all wrong – There was nothing that bad. Silent treatment, stonewalling, being blamed, that sort of thing. Maybe I should have tried harder, then at least I’d have had the good times still. It’s not like I’m happier now.
If I hadn’t left maybe we’d have been having a lovely time on holiday as a family. Instead I’m on my own, missing my kids.
Not really sure why I’m posting. No one has a time machine. I just feel like maybe I’ve messed up my life.