06-22-2013, 12:09 PM
I'm sorry my second post is a moan, but I have nowhere to turn.
I am 33 years old, and I have lived with my guy since turning 17.
We met at school when I was 12, he has been my 1 and only true love.
I love him, adore him, he is my best friend, my soul mate.
We had a 3 bedroom semi, a business, 2 cars, a dog, 2 cats, you know the full works.
We had a wedding booked, even talk of trying to adopt next year.
Everything has been like a dream, we have been so happy, never fighting, always happy to see each other, the sex was as varied and passionate as ever.
The 1 day in April I came home early, and I found him in bed with the neighbour.
He saw me, his face, well it must have matched mine.
I felt my heart burst at that moment, I couldn't say anything or even move.
I just picked up my wallet and car keys, got in the car and drove.
I drove more and more, ending up on the M5.
100's of miles later I was in Glasgow, so I booked into a travelodge, and spent 3 nights there.
I didn't even take my phone with me.
On the third day, I called Mum, and asked if I could have the spare room for a few weeks, until I sort myself out, of course she was more than happy.
So, 2 months on and my life is ruined.
I have only seen him once, despite his daily emails and calls, I can't bring myself to speak to him or reply to the email.
I walked away from everything, my house, job, friends, life, everything.
I am completely devastated, and have no idea how to pick myself up and move on.
33, living with Mum, unemployed, I am tragic.
I am 33 years old, and I have lived with my guy since turning 17.
We met at school when I was 12, he has been my 1 and only true love.
I love him, adore him, he is my best friend, my soul mate.
We had a 3 bedroom semi, a business, 2 cars, a dog, 2 cats, you know the full works.
We had a wedding booked, even talk of trying to adopt next year.
Everything has been like a dream, we have been so happy, never fighting, always happy to see each other, the sex was as varied and passionate as ever.
The 1 day in April I came home early, and I found him in bed with the neighbour.
He saw me, his face, well it must have matched mine.
I felt my heart burst at that moment, I couldn't say anything or even move.
I just picked up my wallet and car keys, got in the car and drove.
I drove more and more, ending up on the M5.
100's of miles later I was in Glasgow, so I booked into a travelodge, and spent 3 nights there.
I didn't even take my phone with me.
On the third day, I called Mum, and asked if I could have the spare room for a few weeks, until I sort myself out, of course she was more than happy.
So, 2 months on and my life is ruined.
I have only seen him once, despite his daily emails and calls, I can't bring myself to speak to him or reply to the email.
I walked away from everything, my house, job, friends, life, everything.
I am completely devastated, and have no idea how to pick myself up and move on.
33, living with Mum, unemployed, I am tragic.