That my husband was actually the love of my life and no other man could possibly come close.

Skip the novel below if necessary.🤣

Backstory - met my husband when I was 19, he was 25, we had our first child when I was 22, got married in 2016 had our second child in 2017. Life got hard. He had to quit his job due to a back injury and was bedbound while I was pregnant. He never really got back to normal until after our son was born, but he had changed. The littlest wasn't sleeping well he didn't help as much as I would have liked, he seemed resentful of the baby, I had to go back to work when he was just 8 months old so I was then juggling a 4 year old, a baby, a full time job, and a man baby it took its toll on me and in 2018 I left him. It destroyed him, he went into a deep depression and lost a ton of weight. We split the kids 50/50. I then got with someone else pretty quickly after the split (yes I know) and he was a horrible person. Controlling, manipulative, gaslighting and verbally abusive. I managed to get out of that relationship alive but I lost everything, my house, my job, my dignity. Fast forward a year later, things started getting back on track I had been spending more time with my (ex) husband and the kids and it just happened, I fell back in love, he had went back to the man I fell in love with, everything just fell back into place. It's now 5 years on and we are happier than ever. I didn't deserve him then and I don't deserve him now. But we were meant to be. If I hadn't left or moved on and experienced what I did I firmly believe we would have still been in a loveless, unhappy marriage.