34, divorced (Married 3 yrs; together 12) Dday 1: 2008 - ONS; Dday 2: Dec. 2018 - AMPs (2x intercourse)

He has a new girlfriend

I left my ex husband after I found out he was going to massage parlors for intercourse. Separated end of 2018, divorced a year later. We hooked up a few times after this 🙄but I’ve been working hard to cut him out, physically and emotionally, though there’s still love there. He called me out of the blue on Monday asking if we could talk in person. I said no. Eventually he told me that he’s been dating someone for a month, but said if there’s any hope for us that he would break it off. He only wants me, he’s still in love with only me, she’s not even his type, etc. i know a lot of it is bs. Anyway, I of course looked her up. She’s half my size, 10 years younger, blonde (I’m brunette), likes the same stupid shit he’s into. Anyway, there’s no point to this post other than I feel like absolute garbage about myself right now and I can’t stop crying. I tried to talk to friends but they kind of dismissed me/ can’t relate. I feel alone, and insecure, and panicking that my life is flashing before my eyes. And PISSED that he did me wrong and he’s already with someone and I’m here, alone on a Friday night after working a long day, with no prospects and sex deprived. 2 years have gone by since our divorce and I feel like I haven’t gotten anywhere. Gained weight during the pandemic, work insane hours, and just feel RAGE at the injustice of it (yes I’m throwing myself a pity party at the moment and I know I shouldn’t). And he’s over here living his best life. Fuck him. And fuck her too. That’s all.

14 comments posted: Saturday, November 13th, 2021

Hi

Hi everyone,

I haven’t been here in quite a while. It’s been almost a year since I’ve been divorced, and 2 years since I’ve been separated. I get occasional love novels from my ex, but the communication bombing has been dwindling, or at least it has for the past few weeks.

I started off so strong after my separation. Got a new job, got into the best shape of my life, was going “though it” but staying hopeful about the future. And now, here I am... working 12-14-hour stressful days from home, barely leaving my apartment, gained a record number of lbs over the past 8 months, feeling like a shell of myself and questioning all of my life choices. Haven’t gone on a single date, my eggs are drying up, and my social life consists of my parents mostly. Sooo yeah! Not living my best life at all. And feeling just - sad and empty. And not quite sure what the hell to do about it given the state of the world.

So thought I’d pop in here in case anyone else is feeling as bummed as I am, or absolutely wonderful and has some words of wisdom to share.

10 comments posted: Sunday, November 22nd, 2020