I lost my boyfriend in March this year to suicide. He and I had been friends and he was apart of my family for 5 years before this. He was basically adopted in and was taken in to be apart of our family. He and I both had just gotten out of long term relationships and I told him I didn’t want to date him because it would just ruin things if it didn’t work out. He made me a bet and sure enough, I lost. His prize was that he’d get to take me on a date. That was the best decision I’ve ever made. He pulled out all the stops and my life was like a movie since that day. Not like we weren’t already but we became inseparable. It felt like we were just… meant to be. I got a phone call that he had an affair with his ex girlfriend and the mother of his daughter. I had asked him about it and wanted to know if it was true. That night he killed himself. It’s been 3 months and we finally had a memorial yesterday. See, he never was involved with his family and he didn’t talk about them much. He was constantly with mine and wouldn’t interact with his, only if he needed to so I didn’t have a relationship with anyone on his side. Being at that memorial, I felt like a stranger.. I didn’t know his family and they didn’t know me. They knew his ex girlfriend somewhat since they had a child together. I was so hurt and hurt from losing him… I truly feel like he was the love of my life and no one from his family got to see that….. I don’t know how to grieve this or how to even really go on

Posted by madison.dearmore.md at 2022-06-20 19:37:59 UTC