Hi guys,
I... don't even know how to start this.
A few days ago, I called my abuser to finally offer my forgiveness and move on. Make amends for being rude to him the last time we spoke. I was angry at how dismissive he was being when I'd asked him why he'd done what he did to me.
His girlfriend answered. He overdosed.
I don't understand it. He seemed so... strong, he seemed so sure of himself, so... I don't get it. I spoke to him just weeks ago.
He's now the third person in my life that took their life this year.
I know this sounds crazy, but I miss him. I don't think he deserved that sort of ending, and I can't help but feel that if I'd been nicer to him... I don't know. It just doesn't make any sense to me. The third person.
Part of me knows I need to break the cycle my abusers started (the self-abuse, mistrust towards others, etc), but at the same time, I just feel so much more alone now. Not that he was truly in my life, he just existed, if that make sense, I rarely saw him.
I guess it just makes me question myself, if that make sense at all. I'm so depressed and I don't understand why. The man caused nothing but pain to me, trying to persuade me into ending my own life, and ironically, he was planning his own, even though I didn't know.
Anyway. Not sure what to say here, I'm just... shocked. I can't believe he's gone and I sort of am lost at how to get through this.
I... don't even know how to start this.
A few days ago, I called my abuser to finally offer my forgiveness and move on. Make amends for being rude to him the last time we spoke. I was angry at how dismissive he was being when I'd asked him why he'd done what he did to me.
His girlfriend answered. He overdosed.
I don't understand it. He seemed so... strong, he seemed so sure of himself, so... I don't get it. I spoke to him just weeks ago.
He's now the third person in my life that took their life this year.
I know this sounds crazy, but I miss him. I don't think he deserved that sort of ending, and I can't help but feel that if I'd been nicer to him... I don't know. It just doesn't make any sense to me. The third person.
Part of me knows I need to break the cycle my abusers started (the self-abuse, mistrust towards others, etc), but at the same time, I just feel so much more alone now. Not that he was truly in my life, he just existed, if that make sense, I rarely saw him.
I guess it just makes me question myself, if that make sense at all. I'm so depressed and I don't understand why. The man caused nothing but pain to me, trying to persuade me into ending my own life, and ironically, he was planning his own, even though I didn't know.
Anyway. Not sure what to say here, I'm just... shocked. I can't believe he's gone and I sort of am lost at how to get through this.