And they all lived happily ever after?

I started this blog just over two years ago. When I look back at what I wrote it feels like a whole other lifetime ago. I genuinely feel as if starting the blog and putting my feelings out there, then sharing them with people I know IRL was the start of my recovery journey. For such a long time I kept my ex's secret and felt like I needed to protect him but as time went on I realised that I wanted people to know that my marriage hadn't failed because of cultural differences or because I was too young or any of the other reasons people assumed had caused our problems. I wanted to explain to everyone that I didn't fail... but that I had instead found myself in an untenable situation. 

Fast forward two years and I sometimes feel a bit like I need to pinch myself sometimes because everything is going so well. There is still a part of me that is constantly waiting for something to go horribly wrong but the panic is a lot less than it used to be. Work is good, love life is amazing and I feel incredibly blessed whenever I look at my fabulous new husband and my son  is healthy and generally happy (although he is missing all the wonderful guests we had around the time of the wedding) 

This is my last ever post. I won't be deleting this blog because I like to think that one day, someone who has just found out that their husband is gay/cheating on them with men will come across it and realise that there IS life after "the gay thing" and that while it takes time, there is light at the end of the tunnel and a happy ending waiting for them if they want one. My life has gone from being something out of a soap opera to something more akin to a fairy tale (although obviously it isn't perfect as nothing is..) and I am now looking forward to the bit where we all live happily every after!