She was my best friend from age 12-22. I moved away and she got a bit shirty when I bought a new boyfriend (now DH) back home for a visit as she wanted me to herself, so we stopped contacting each other.
Last saw her 16 years ago on a visit back to home town when DD bashed her with a trolley in the supermarket, she didn't say anything, just yelped and rushed off which is when I recognised her. Her reaction always made me wonder if she'd recognised me.
I occasionally look up people I haven't seen for ages and a newspaper article came up detailing her very tragic death, at the age of 40, 5 years ago. Her DC were only babies. It was so odd seeing her picture and knowing she was dead
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I'm NC with my family and realistically won't ever be reconciled so this has really crystallised that too.
It's made me feel quite panicky.
Anyone else experienced this?