I have not kept a true diary since I was a teenager going through the worry and angst that shapes a future. I am now going through yet more worry and angst but this time combined with deep hurt, raging anger, unending sadness, utter disbelief, paralysing shock and tremendous grief.
Time has moved on and instead of scribbling in a small notebook I take to the keyboard. Open my should to the rest of the world. Tell my story. Practice my writing skills. Maybe something good can come of this blog, maybe I can help other people on their journey.
I have been betrayed and dragged on to the roller coaster ride that began with the discovery of my partner’s affair(s), his secret lives, the web of lies & deceit that totally floored me. I do not know him. He is the father of my children and was/is the love of my life. I am struggling to breathe and I need to document the hurt. I need a way to process is all.
I have been helped by others online posts & blogs, various websites and support groups. If I can give an ounce back to the world off the back of this almighty event then at least I feel some good will come of it.
“You are stronger than you think. You are braver than you feel.”