Excuse me if this post is all over the place because i have 2 girls fighting & whinging & dibber dobbing in the next room & a toddle banging blocks and brrroming cars and squeeling at his sisters, who has the number for the mental assylum? Book me in!
So my beautiful, giorgeous, supportive husband and I are seperating, yeah you heard me praise him but seperation doesnt mean I have to hate him, i love him boy do i love him but sometimes love ISNT enough, we can work through this i have great confidence in that, just not under the same roof and just not yet. Going through this has shown me who my real friends are, theres only 1 friend who has been to my house to check on me, who will stay up all night just to get a text message that im ok, who is calling me, texting me and not just for the gossip, its quite sad that I seem to have ONE real friend when I thought I had a handful/
Break up's dont have to be difficult right? He's my best friend and still can be, life is too short to be bitter, I want to get this back one day & I dont care how long or what it takes, we will be a family again.
Ive applied for a house, find out monday about it.
Life as a single mum...wish me luck
