And so it starts…

I’ve done it! I have sent the application for divorce! Draconian UK law means divorces are granted by accusing the other party of wrongdoing, like adultery (I couldn’t believe the forms that required the naming of the person your partner was having an affair with!) or violence. UNLESS you have been separated for two years…

Sad Prospects

In my previous post, I mentioned the low prospects of me getting a date. It’s not just pessimism. I have found a partner in crime for going out. P is a former coworker who I had lost contact with during my lowest point in the separation, when I was very withdrawn and down all the…

Two Years…

This weekend marked the two year anniversary of when Barely Husband came back from his two week trip to spend the holidays with his family. When he came back, it was clear to me I had been happier without him. It was also the last time we had sex. The last time I had sex….

Happy Hogmanay!

For those who don’t know, Hogmanay is the Scots word for the last day of the year and is synonymous with the celebration of the New Year. Raven and I went to Scotland with some friends, to attend our favourite NYE celebration in Edinburgh. It was our fourth time and I am sure we will…

Merry Christmas!

It’s Christmas again and time has flown by this year. I feel much better than I did last year. There has been a lot of healing throughout the year and I have made a lot of changes to my life. The main difference, though, is that I have Raven with me. Barely husband has gone…

Friends with Benefits – Reversed

In the middle of our marriage crisis, I wrote here how Barely Husband accused me of treating him like a friend with benefits. I couldn’t deny it. A girl has needs too, you know… It may not have been the wisest on my part and as we drifted more and more, I still wanted sex,…

The Pursuit of… Fitness???

I have documented here my struggle with my shape. I don’t really want to say weight as I was still a healthy BMI and whenever I mentioned dieting, someone would say ‘You don’t need that! You look great!” The truth is, I had become very unhealthy, living on quick fixes and ready meals. This took…

DFM is two!

One of the things I missed during my absence from the blogsphere was my own blogversary. DIARY OF A FAILED MARRIAGE IS TWO! My baby is a toddler and my life has changed a lot. For the better. Exhaustion episodes, crying for no reason and fear of the unknown are not part of my days…

A First Meeting

This weekend, after moving and being left bruised and sore, I went to London to meet someone special; someone very special. She’s a fellow WordPress blogger from America who has become a dear friend. The first I have ever met in person. She has recently gone through a divorce herself and often offered me support…

It’s Done

Finally! I am in my new house! The purchase was completed on Thursday and I spent all day carrying boxes up and down stairs. Two lorry-full trips and a few more car trips were needed. I have bruises, cuts, grazes… You name it. I even think one of my fingers is broken. Boxes are piled…

I Hate Moving

House buying in the UK is a fucking pain in my arse! It gets worse every time I do it. I hate over demanding buyers and I hate slow as fuck sellers. I hate solicitors. I hate packing. It’s been far too many months of non-stop stress and I’m tired. I’m lashing out and not…

Family

Raven came back from France full of stories. She loved the trip, even the almost 24h coach ride. I would have too, if I was a teenager, joined by twenty something other rowdy teenagers. Lol! She wants to go again next year! Then my dad arrived on Saturday. I hadn’t seen him in eight years….