DH died 18 months ago. We were happy and I loved him. It was a tragic loss and I was his sole carer through his illness and death. But as I've gradually pulled myself together and gone through all the paperwork it's been one horrible blow after another. He was a hoarder and kept everything he ever received. Consequently I have now discovered relationships, debts, affairs (at one point three women simultaneously!), endless lies. It's horrendous. I don't know who he was. I was completely conned for 16 years. He was all front, I don't believe a word that ever came out of his mouth now. I am so angry and can't grieve. I don't know how to go forward from this. I feel utterly betrayed. I don't mourn him, but I feel guilty. I need some kind of resolution but don't know where to start.