Haven’t posted in a long time. Been busy making preparations for my next (hopefully last) attempt at ending it all. Lately have had time to only read a few posts and leave a comment or two.
I was thinking earlier how long it has been since the last time I can remember being myself. Not this broken down version I have become. The old me. The real me. The human me. Not the zombie I have been the last year.
Those of you that have followed my posts, know my story well. My ex-fiancée and her kids abandoned me and erased me from their lives. She went back to her ex-husband, the one she left to be with me 6 years ago. The one she constantly trashed for being a terrible husband and even worse father.
I still remember that night she called me to tell me it was over. The third time in 4 months she had called it quits. But this time it was different. We had just gotten engaged 5 weeks before. I got down on one knee and I proposed. She happily accepted. She wore my ring. We made plans for our future.
That night everything started to crumble once again. Sunday, January 4, 2015. Exactly 20 weeks ago. 140 days. I have cried at least once every single day since then. Most days I’ve cried multiple times. Sometimes I’ve cried all day long.
That is on top of the previous 20 weeks that I cried about 2/3 of the days. So for the last 40 weeks I have cried and cried with no end in sight. It’s amazing that the human body is able to keep producing tears after all this time.
I still can’t remember the last time I was me. I used to be a fun person. For the most part. I liked cracking jokes, making people laugh. I liked debating. I liked interacting with my loved ones. I liked making plans for the future.
Because back then, I had one. Now all I can do is count down the days to my end. The only thing that matters to me is ending my miserable existence. The constant and unending pain is just too much to bear. It never goes away. Even at night when I try to sleep, I dream of them.
I miss them so much. The only thing that ever truly mattered to me is gone. I see their faces when I close my eyes. My son, my daughter, my little daughter. And of course, my beautiful girl. The love of my life. My everything. I see her eyes. I see her smile. I see her breathtaking beauty.
I tried to hang on as long as I could. Hoping that maybe they would have a change of heart and remember that I still exist. But my life ended when I finally realized that the situation was irreversible. And the damage to my heart was irreparable.
Now I know that my old self is gone forever. That version of me is dead and buried. Hopefully this zombie and tearful version of me will be gone soon, too. When your life is over, what’s the point of still being alive?
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Hey WL,
I just read your posts to understand your journey over the last 2 months whilst you’ve been posting on here and I have to say your love that you feel for “your beautiful girl” is to be admired and no wonder you are in excruciating pain without her, and even worse, that you can’t even speak with the kids.
I know what you mean about that you are the shell of that person you once were. I was always the life of the party and now can barely leave my room, just to avoid seeing people.
I’m sorry you suffer so much, but a man that can love as you do should never stay single long. I know your heart only longs for her, but in time as you see the other woman that would be soooo happy to have a man that loves as you do in their lives, that your heart will be able to take its focus of her and find someone new to inspire and drive you.
I wish you all the best, whatever you decide x
Thank you for reading and your kind words. Unfortunately I am not willing or able to even begin to want to live without my family. No matter how much they have hurt me, I still love them with all my heart. There is no other woman out there that I would ever be interested in. Only one woman. And she is gone. And I will be gone soon, too. Thank you again for reading and leaving a comment.
So sad to let such a beautiful loving heart go to waste, there are so few in this world. X
worthless_loser 73 ,
Sorry I understand your terrible lost, but keep in mind nothing ever goes right, there are no guarantees, nothing has gone right for me either, I’m struggling myself, if you can’t except it your doomed, you have to put things in perspective, move on and start over, a new life a new love a new reason to exist, I don’t like it, but that’s the only thing that we can do other than killing ourselves, let go and move on. by the way it only gets harder as we get older and smarter, take that in consideration as well.
Nice to see you’re still around rocketman. Thanks for reading and commenting. I have already contemplated everything you said many times before. Unfortunately it just doesn’t apply in my case. I waited 36 long years for her to come into my life. She made me whole. Now I’m broken with no way to be fixed ever again. It’s better for me to just go. Which is what I’m going to do very soon. Glad to see you’re still around.
in all honesty i think its best she pretends you dont exist. she might be doing it for your own good. its hard to see the person you love be with someone else and youre lucky if you can even get a pity hug or a happy birthday call. i know what im saying isnt of any help and im not gonna be cliche saying “time heals all wounds” but sometimes its worth a shot to hang on alittle longer just to see. i cant change your mind but i hope you can reconsider alittle if you can.
i know how you feel though ive lost myself too. i dont remember who i used to be 3 years ago.
I have considered what you suggest might be the case. But how can it truly be for my own good, as I’m about to end my own life because of the pain she has caused me and the pain of never being able to see her (and the kids) ever again? If she did all this for my own benefit, it is a HUGE miscalculation. Because in a few days, she won’t be able to take it back. It will be too late.
Anyway, thanks for reading and commenting. I appreciate it.
im not saying she did it for your own good but to erase her the way she did to you would be in your own best interest. it just seems more painful to see the person you love be with someone else than to be alone.
WL,
I’m sorry to hear how much you’re still suffering. We’re both kind of in the same spot, I really don’t think there’s anything out there for me either. We all have to do what we have to do. Plus, I’ve concluded I can’t do the job right anyway unless I had a firearm and some liquid courage (alcohol). Also, I know it would be selfish to my son. Also, the last few times I’ve been over to pick up my son, my very soon to be ex has been talking to me. She’s been quite pleasant to me too which is great, but it only ends up confusing me. I’m gonna have to write a separate post about that. Oh well, too much about me. I don’t know what the future holds for either of us, but I too am certain there’s no one else out there for me. Just a life of loneliness and sorrow. The divorce has also destroyed my financial situation. The best I can hope for is that I don’t start drinking again and getting arrested for doing something stupid.
I hear ya. I left a comment on your post a few minutes ago. I know my advice to you might have been a little selfish. Because I know that is what I would do if I were in your situation. I would try and keep contact with her at all cost and burry my questions and frustrations deep down inside. And like a fool I would hope my sacrifice would pay off in the end. I wish you the best my friend. Hang in there. You might get lucky.
I just read your comment on my post and I don’t think it was selfish at all. I think it made a lot of sense. You always give me good advice and I only wish the best for you.
either way i hope you find nothing but peace in whatever you do.