How Well Do You Know the Man in Your Life?
A Letter From a Client
I have never done anything like this before, but I feel I am at the end of my tether. I am thirty-two. I was previously in a relationship for eight years with someone who I thought was the love of my life. We had been friends since we were sixteen and started dating when I was twenty-one. We were engaged at twenty-four, and then six months later I found out he had slept with my best friend’s sister. We split up for a year but were drawn back together. It wasn’t easy, but we somehow worked through it, and we were happy and looking to the future. We put a deposit on a house and then bang, I found out he was in debt, and he couldn’t get a mortgage. I was devastated. My family had warned me about him; my sister-in-law even threatened if I moved in with him I wouldn’t see my nephews anymore.
Eventually, we split up, and it took me two years before I entered my next relationship. It was with a man who I had known for three years and was the complete opposite of my ex. He was quiet, sensitive, had a good job, and we shared so many interests.