I posted that my fiance passed away. Well, he was very squeamish. I am too but he was probably even moreso. He died in a horrible car accident. I'm very upset about it. It was such an avoidable death. He wasn't licensed and shouldn't have been driving in the first place. He was "practicing." He had permission to use his family's vehicle and they thought this was okay. This is what he told me. I told him I didn't think he would be a good driver/wasn't prepared. He did it anyway. One of his family members even told me driving was his routine after work. Well, my fiance just thought he was going to go drive around a little bit that night, maybe go get a snack at the shop up the road and then come home. But no, he died when a large truck hit him when he was merely pulling out of the driveway. And then his body was autopsied. This disturbs me so much. I never got to see his dead body and say my final goodbye. Knowing how squeamish he was, it disturbs me at what happened to his body in the end. They did a full autopsy.
The other thing that makes my grief complicated (on top of his family reading our private conversations which is painful enough), my fiance was a compulsive liar. I found out about a lot of the lies AFTER he passed away. But he told HUGE elaborate lies. Things I'm too embarrassed to share here. I'm not talking about little lies. I mean huge, elaborate, unncessary lies. Some of the lies were disturbing. I will never understand why he did this or why he felt the need and I'll never have the answers.