Monday 10 October 2011

Nine months.

I'm not going to write many more posts now, but I know that anyone who has gone to the trouble of reading the blog will want to know what's happened to me.

I can't believe that there was ever the possibility that I would have chosen to stay.  That I would have chosen to still be in that marriage.  That I would have honestly believed that I could be happier with him than without. 

It's only nine months since we separated.  I'm starting the divorce and everything is sorted out regarding money, the children, our lives.  We text about the kids, and very occasionally speak, we have no other contact.  And that's fine.  And I'm unbelievably ecstatically happy.  All the time.  I haven't been happier than this since before I met my husband.  At no point in our relationship was I as happy, as content, as optimistic and joyful as I am now.

And the other thing is that I have never yet met a woman who has gone through the painful decision and process of leaving her abusive partner and *not* been happier after she's left.  If that isn't food for thought, then I don't know what is.  You are practically guaranteed to be happier in every part of your life once you leave your husband.  All you need is the courage and support to get you through the grief and turmoil of the first few months and then you are home free for the rest of your life.