There comes a point when you have no choice but to ask for help.
Today my mum received a letter from Michael Michael’s solicitor (lawyer for my non UK friends and readers) – who happens to also be his own dad’s solicitor…. probably being paid for by him too – in it, the solicitor states Michael will openly admit to his adultery and will agree to a divorce. However, he cannot start proceedings. He has no grounds to divorce my mum, which means mum has to divorce him.
I want to preface this by saying, my mum is amazing; not because I’m gonna say anything bad, simply because it’s the truth.
I count myself incredibly lucky. Sure, we argue and we really get on each other’s wick at times, we get stressed and we both react to stress the same way – we get angry and we take it out on those closest to us. For me that’s my gf and my mum who are in the direct line of fire. For my mum… It’s simply me.
an awful lot has been happening over the last 7 days and it’s probably best to start from the beginning.
(life and medical update – this is a LONG one!)
A week ago yesterday (30th August) the person whom i have called my father for my entire life admitted (when faced with evidence) that he had in fact been conducting an affair with a woman who was supposed to be my mum’s best friend, for the last TWO YEARS.
I refuse to change any names so i will use their real names cuz they aren’t innocent and so fuck that; i’m not protecting them.