But, after those 3 months, you know what, it DOES get better! You begin to peel off the layers you built to survive with this human being...for 24 years! Things start to make sense. Things start to look up. Don't even miss her. Becoming a better person inside. Getting sleep (finally, for that was a huuuuge problem in the early stages). Confidence is soaring. My youngest son (other son is an adult out in the real world) and I are getting along great. Healthy, eating again, but maintaining the 20 lb weight loss I experienced, which is good (run and work out as well). Find I talk freer with folks in the public, at work, and with my family/in-laws. No one "hates" me, etc. And if there are those that are drawing their own conclusions, spreading false rumors...fuck em! Don't care. Still have some bad moments, but I find ways to calmly deal with them. Decided NOT to let her get to me. And if she does, I come on here to vent! LOL
Just sharing this to maybe give others some perspective on what I, as a guy, went thru and is going thru at the 3 month mark. There is still a long ways to go (lawyers, divorce, splitting assets, money, etc. --- all of that crap). And maybe I will need a counselor in the future. But today, there is light at the end of the tunnel, and I just have to keep focussing on the positive thoughts and things, stay healthy, maintain my integrity, and move forward.
Things will go up and down for awhile, but you sound fairly well anchored emotionally.
Keep up the good work.
I'm also proud of myself for not turning to drugs, booze, violence, revenge, etc. Knowing I could be civil in such times was incredible to my psyche.
And thank you too Flush!
I am also thankful for all of the SI posters who replied so kindly to my posts. Helpful support goes a long way, especially from those who are going thru similar Hell.
[This message edited by jackfish at 1:34 PM, October 1st (Tuesday)]
Sounds like you are doing as well as can be expected in the aftermath of such an emotional trauma. Keep finding those silver linings.
Two steps forward and one step backwards, is still progress.
Seriously. Once I realized that, it's been all good.