A New Dawn

Yesterday evening I heard that my Decree Absolute has finally been granted. I felt absolutely nothing.

Last week I left hospital after major surgery and am now holed up at home for another six weeks, unable to drive, garden, or do very much at all except, now, ponder the dawning of a new phase of my life.

The last two years of my life have been a living nightmare. As regular readers of my blog are aware, this has been a journey fraught with misery and an inability to understand the sheer vindictive, self-serving, brutally unkind behaviour of my now ex-husband.

I know I am repeating myself, but how could I end up the total loser in this sordid business when I asked my husband to leave our home, finally realising that having put up with his philandering, and profligacy, for years, this was the end. This final affair, being conducted behind my back with a local woman with a very sordid reputation, and on my doorstep, was more than I was prepared to accept. It was certainly his 16th long-term affair, and I have realised since separation, there have been more.

In my innocence I thought he would put his hands up and settle quickly so that we could all get on with our lives. No such luck. He has waged a despicable war against me, lied to the Courts, refused to make full disclosure, basically ruined me. I have had no maintenance for 8 months, struggling to maintain our substantial home and grounds, whilst he and his doxy have enjoyed many expensive holidays, he races his expensive cars, is doing up a house, and told the Court he was livng on £2000 per month and had no assets bar his equity in the family home. May he be damned.

He made sure the Court turned me out of my home, half of which I own, and his assets were aplenty for a deal to be done. But, of course, he was hiding his true financial position. He now tells the world that he has given me all I asked for and more, and what is my problem!

I hope he ponders well on his Pyrrhic victory.