My ex died this weekend.
We had a very messy relationship. I don't know if I want to call it abusive, but he was violent with me at times. We were both unfaithful to each other. We both had issues with drugs and alcohol during our relationship. We broke up many years ago, but had some contact because of DS.
I wasn't surprised to hear he'd died. I feel like I've been waiting for that call for years. I am surprised by just how devastated I feel. I feel like an utter hypocrite for crying about him, but I've just not been able to stop crying. It's shit.