Soon I will get a new place and my new life will begin. This after living on my mother’s sofa for six months after being kicked out by my wife. She cheated and said things were too broken to fix. I’ve had anger, fear and resentment. What I’m now left with is sadness.

When a partner dies I imagine there’s a certain loss, but in divorce they choose to leave you and you equally have no choice. I have lost my best friend. I have nightmares about her being with someone. Not in that way, just it being normal if that makes sense.

I have my son so I definitely have a reason to live so that’s covered. It’s just we’re at that point of finality. Although I know overall it’s for the best I can’t help missing her and the life I thought we had.

P.S. I’ve been asked why I moved out. She was the named tennant and I was wrongly told I had to leave but only found out it was wrong advice a few months later.