I'm so thankful you are. And I'm so sorry for your loss. No words can begin to ease the pain, but just know that I care and am thinking of you.
Thanks it’s been well over a year since she committed suicide now and I feel better. I didn’t work out at the gym like I used to love or do much of anything for probably a year. Didn’t even look at a woman for that long either. I still don’t talk to women and I still think Mabye life would be better without that hassle.
I still get random reminders and just the other day I couldn’t get her suicide notes out of my head and then remember how her family hated me so much because she wrote on a note to leave me part of her money she would get from her job with the government.
I got flashbacks to the day or two after she died when The dad came in stone cold to our apartment after her mom said she wanted something of hers only to be attacked basically and told I stole the dead baby’s ashes from a past relationship and her earrings.
Then to be told I’ll never see a dime of her money if they have anything to say about it. The mom said she would come alone and just wanted a thing of hers to smell and I understood so I met her at our apartment. Then she brought the cavalry with her basically to attack me and my mom and destroy her suicide note that labeled me to get 25 percent of her money. She only took the things of most value that costed money and rooted our apartment looking for certain expensive things. Didn’t take anything like a scarf or hers to smell .
Lucky my mom can hold her own and stuck up for me when I was so broken I couldn’t. She called the cops and the day made a horrible loss even harder.
The mother and father then told her ex boyfriend she had the kid with who is part of a well known biker gang out here that I gave her drugs and stole all that stuff including the baby’s ashes. That was never the case I was sober through our whole relationship and it was her that hid booze and started doing drugs. That’s why I broke up with her the day she killed herself. I couldn’t take it anymore and the lying so I said that’s it. It was then she jumped off a bridge.
I was thinking I was a dead man when I started getting hostile texts from this guy who is known for kicking doors down with his crew. Lucky I was sincere and my story was almost exactly the same as his watching her slip back to booze over and over. The mother is a manipulative sociopath with no emotion and would try to get people turned on me or get me arrested.
Her sponsor told me to try to get some money because I took pictures of her notes but she didn’t have much and I really don’t want that money or have To fight for any money with those freaks.
They all just didn’t want to look st themselves playing a part in the death of their child and I hope they have regret today. They could never show love and both picked on her every chance they got even when she was doing well. They made fun of our apartment we worked so hard for and I swear if I ever see them today I don’t think I could hold back.