I have spent the past 4 days tormenting myself after a spiteful text informing me my husband - who left 3 months ago - has a girlfriend, younger and apparently prettier etc etc. My doctor trebled my anti depressant dose because there have been a series of things and I cant take much more. Today I contacted one of my first boyfriends, a seikh I met at college and dated for 3 years before he had to have an arranged marriage...I needed some legal advice and he is a solicitor. He use to ring me every year on my birthday and even visited me once with his new family. We had lost contact for the last few years. Hearing him I was crying again and he was so sweet, offering advice and asking me to stay for the weekend with his family. And then I thought how my own husband has been not only the past 3 months, not a word, not a check to see if I was coping..just blatantly making it clear he had moved on....and I thought what a difference. the man I was married to has turned into the coldest monster in the world and if another woman can get through his selfish, arrogant shell then she is better than me.
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