You grieve because at one time there was love, there were shared memories, and he was a significant part of your life.
I've been there. My ex committed suicide March 2009 and it hurt. It hurt because of the pain our daughters felt, and it hurt because there were 'stories' lost that no one knew but him. He was a butthead, and we parted on bad terms, but he was still a part of my history. There's a hole there and always will be. Does that make sense? Even if we never talked about those remembrances, there was someone else that knew them besides me.
I've been there. My ex committed suicide March 2009 and it hurt. It hurt because of the pain our daughters felt, and it hurt because there were 'stories' lost that no one knew but him. He was a butthead, and we parted on bad terms, but he was still a part of my history. There's a hole there and always will be. Does that make sense? Even if we never talked about those remembrances, there was someone else that knew them besides me.
