I had two children with my first husband. Met my second at 38. We tried but never conceived. He had 3 with his first wife. Dh2 was the love of my life.
I feel meaningless compared to his real family, his first wife. He was a wonderful step dad to my dc, but they werent his.
I don't even feel able to grieve.
It hurts beyond belief.
How do I make it stop hurting? How do I get past my kids being older now, never having more, and never sharing children with my beloved dh2?