Poor cow in France

4th January 2011-

Three days ago, the man whose life I’d shared for two and a half years (T) announced that he didn’t love or trust me anymore, and that he wanted us to go our separate ways. His decision was final and could we please get on with making arrangements.

Do you get the feeling you’ve heard about this all before? Yep, me too, and I’d always thought “Wow, poor cow, how could he/she be so deluded they never saw this coming?”. I hope this blog will be an account of my journey back to life.

I have an amazing 7 year old son from a previous relationship, and T and I have a beautiful 13 months old daughter together.


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