What changed me. #2
Now I was on a train. 6 bags and my son. Wow. What had I archived. Was it good, bad, did I just make a complete fuck up. Was it a total overreaction to my husbands infidelities. All these thing race through your mind trying to comfort my son at the same time as he was now in a situation that was not of his making but by my actions had made him party to. I called a friend of mine as the train began its slow trundle forward out of the station. The platform slowly disappeared from view and then there was no going back. I had taken the first big step. Karl, a swiss engineer was of german czech extraction and Katja his wife was pure blood polish but they were good honest and reliable friends that you knew would be there in times of crisis. For most of us it is difficult to count true friends on more than 5 fingers. I have to say I have been lucky in life and can use alittle more than one hand. They were waiting at the station. With worried looks. I could see I had caught them off guard. I knew they were off work and trying to renovate there new apartment. Both still covered in paint, wallpaper and glue. Katja now knowing most of what happened from our phone call still had not relayed the whole story to her adoring yet bewildered husband that was still trying to take in why his wife had dragged him into the car and hurried towards central London in such an almost possessed manner. We sat in a cafe for an hour chatting over what had unfolded over the previous 20 plus hours. They were gracious in their genuine sympathy for me, I know I needed a friendly ear and a safe bed, so I played humble, not given much choice. Yet I had a desire to instantaneously rebell against everything I stood for. I told them I needed a few hours to myself. They thought at their unfinised apartment, but no, I want to wonder the city for a while. They reluctantly accepted my choice, agreeing I would get a taxi there in a couple of hours. So with 6 assorted items of luggage and my adorable son, they went on their way while I ventured into the what could be an wonderland or an abyss.
10 years ago
Sorry to see it happen to you, it was quite devastating. Changed me for good.
I hope things work out for you and your son. Betrayal tears every relationship apart so you will be better off on your own. That is until you find better company.
Will we see #3 here?
Take care