Well, I did it. I messaged Rob last night calling time on our fun. I used FB messenger so I’d see when he’d read it, which was pretty much straightaway. No reply, but I didn’t expect one to be honest. I was shaking as I typed and sent my message because I really didn’t want to do it, but I knew I had to. I somehow managed to hold myself together until getting home from the school run this morning. Now I’m having a good cry. I’m hoping that with me ending it I won’t be hopeful and then disappointed every time my phone dings and it’s not him.
I’ve got a busy afternoon and evening, then I’m working the next two days before a couple of days away with my parents to attend my Auntie’s funeral, so hopefully, there’s plenty to keep my mind occupied.
As for my marriage, maybe we can work things through, maybe not, but I suppose I’m at least giving it a shot by getting rid of the distraction.