Not much to say about me, really. I’m an older 40-something year old woman whose 20 year marriage ended in almost the most stereotypical fashion ever. About the only thing that wasn’t stereotypical was that my husband left me for an older woman. Which, btw, I find incredibly amusing. Now. Okay, even then. Sometimes you just have to laugh at the absurdity of the situation, and…well, that I laugh at.
When I started on this hellacious journey of dealing with infidelity, I had been a stay at home mom for 17 years. More than 3 years into this, I’m now a single, working mom. My kids are almost not kids anymore. Mostly, we’ve adjusted to this new normal we had to find. That doesn’t make what happened to us right, or fair, but it is what it is. That I, and my children, have survived this is a testament to our strength and courage, and only emphasizes how weak the used to be husband is.
Oh, and while it may seem like I’m hiding behind an anonymous user name…okay, I am. The only reason for that at this point is so my kids can’t easily google and find the diatribes I’ve spewed about their father. No child deserves to find out what their mother really thinks of their father.