unlike some i didn’t see it coming , although the cracks were there, it was just a case of smooth them over till they go , unfortunately the ex didn’t see it the same way , the cracks just got bigger till she’d had enough & went off with someone else
for me i think a lot was the job , i was on milk which is pretty much a 24/7 opperation on shifts , when ‘we’ were going out for the weekend i wasn’t part of the ‘we’ as i was working the sat/sun regularly due to the nature of the shifts , found out when my phone broke & i had to use hers to make a text, got a text back but not from my mate, but her new 'older than me ’ “friend” .
pretty hard going at first, but you got to let her move on & do the same yerself else you’ll go mad, i personally started to write a diary & talked to others who were prepared to listen , that helped a lot, then almost by accident i met my current partner on a date site , turned out i’d gone out with her almost 20 years before ,she’s great & we’re really happy
head up mate & keep looking forwards , like the rest of us , you’ll survive ,as hard as it may seem now
Never having been in the same position as the O/P and many others on here I can’t comment but would like to say…
Reading the replies to this topic warms the cockles-of-the-heart. Isn’t it great to know there are so many caring…sensitive…and understanding drivers on the forum. Some great advice.
All of you take a bow , you deserve it.
To the O/P…I hope everything goes well for you in the future mate.
lightning:
To be honest, its been on the cards for a while, but my wife and I are at this stage, and I was wondering that anyone who had been through this coped■■?
I’d put a tenner on the Euro Millions if I were you, it’s not often you get luck like that
It may seem as though it’s the end of the World right now, but that’s because you’ve got Stockholm Syndrome, you grown to love your tormentor, but in a few weeks you get your ability to make your own decisions back and your masculinity starts to assert itself once more
Find yourself a nice ground floor flat (so you can get your motorbike in the front room) and when you need to empty the sack, get a take away out of the back of the local paper, no need for cuddles and pillow talk, just give her the nifty, give it your best and tell her to get you a beer out of the fridge and then sling her hook
Try to avoid getting another one, unless she’s an ex Nun, someone else has already got rid of her, she won’t have learned her lesson, more than likely she will try to make you pay for all the past trangressions of the other men in her life and you’ll be worse off than you ever was, be very careful, they’re crafty creatures, they lull you into a false sense of security and WHAM… You’re [zb]ed
newmercman:
Try to avoid getting another one, unless she’s an ex Nun, someone else has already got rid of her, she won’t have learned her lesson, more than likely she will try to make you pay for all the past trangressions of the other men in her life and you’ll be worse off than you ever was, be very careful, they’re crafty creatures, they lull you into a false sense of security and WHAM… You’re [zb]ed
Solly:
Reading the replies to this topic warms the cockles-of-the-heart. Isn’t it great to know there are so many caring…sensitive…and understanding drivers on the forum. Some great advice.
All of you take a bow , you deserve it.
Do you we get a reward for all the pain ■■
Women can take control of some men, but then other men don’t get too attached.
Some men float through all the women like the wind does and never stop and stay free like the wind
Been there done that, had to sell everything and start rebuilding, hence sitting on my arris night trunking up and down the M6 . Funnily enough although I lost all that I thought was important and who I thought I was, and needed a hell of a lot of support from my loved ones and was on Seroquel for about 6 months, I am now genuinely happier and more content than I’ve ever been for oh so many reasons.
Whatever way your life goes you will come out the other side, just keep hold of that. I wish you all the best.
. Funnily enough although I lost all that I thought was important and who I thought I was, and needed a hell of a lot of support from my loved ones and was on Seroquel for about 6 months, I am now genuinely happier and more content than I’ve ever been for oh so many reasons.