I need to let out my feelings and get some things off my chest and I can't IRL. I've just been so upset the last couple of weeks - everything is getting on top of me. I'm exhausted and can barely moved. I want to cry all the time but only a couple of tears come out. There's never the release of a really good cry. Everything seems just so hopeless at the moment.
I live in another European country. In 2013 my Mum died after a long illness. Last year my Dad died suddenly of a massive heart attack. I'm an only child. The whole thing, especially with Dad, was horrendous. The responsibility of then sorting out all the affairs was greater than I had ever imagined. About 3 weeks ago everything was finally sorted.
I also had to have two pets PTS in the last two years who had been with me a very long time.
I was in a rocky relationship with my ex for 5 years, we finally split for good at the end of 2018.
I just feel like I have lost absolutely everything and am at rock bottom. Because of Corona I can't go to any of my music groups and all my friends are bound up with them - ie. I socialize with those people and we meet up to do extra music together but at the moment nothing is happening.
Over the 5 years with my ex we must have split up about 3 times. He was just an awful, horrible man but it took me so long to see - probably because I was grieving my mother and was away with the mixer I think, in hindsight.
I won't write everything he did because it would be as long as a novel....but in short the problems were alcohol, prostitutes, his family treating me like dirt and calling me evil names all the time, his family lying about me around the village and turning others against me, him having emotional affairs via WhatsApp with random women, dumping me for them, then me taking him back after begging me and promising to change.
I feel like he has sucked every last bit of life force out of me. I have nothing left at all.
After we split the last time I went no-contact with him but when my Dad died he got wind of that from some workmate and popped up again taking advantage of my emotional distress. I didn't start up a relationship with him again but we did talk on the phone and that was ok but he disappeared in January suddenly - ie. stopped contact me. I know he has taken up with another woman as a friend told me she had seen them in the city at a concert.
Last week he suddenly started ringing my phone. I ignored it and he later sent an SMS. He wanted to tell me he had passed the course he has been doing for the last two years and to thank me for helping him. The rest of the SMS was all about how he had treated me so badly and he was so sorry. Blahblah.
I sent a short message back saying "Congratulations on passing your course". Got another message full of the same stuff about how sorry he was.
It has upset me so much. I have blocked him completely now. I've changed his name in my contacts to various symbols as the fucker kept popping up on my WhatsApp everytime I searched for contact names and I could see his profile photo changing which I didn't want to. Meanwhile his new gf (who I have now blocked on facebook) was posting all sorts of stuff on facebook of excursions out to beautiful places and all this "happiness" guff. Not mentioning him by name and no photos of the two of them - but I know they are together.
I'm just so upset and it's stupid. I don't want this shitbag back ever. I had no idea one SMS from him could trigger off so much despair in me and that all the other grief is coming out now. It's all too much. I was 12 years older than him and one thing he said when we split was that I was far too old, he wanted a young, pretty "girl" to have children with and he didn't find me attractive as I was too old and he wanted someone his friends and family would accept.
His new gf is 22 years older than him. I just can't understand this at all. Why is she good enough for him and I am not?
I can't even begin to process my feelings - it's all too much.
Nobody listens to me in real life because I am the person everyone goes to for help. Just this week, even though I'm exhausted and want to curl up and never go out again, I've carried 15 boxes of wood up 3 flights of stairs for a neighbour who can't do it herself, taken her rubbish to the tip and also last night had to deal with the other neighbour who turned up (in her car) drunk at 1 am and started wailing and screaming about how she is at the end of her tether. I talked to her for quite a while and eventually put her to bed - she's still there.
I can't deal with myself never mind anyone else and I just don't know what to do.
I don't even know why I am writing this and it's so long. I'm so sorry for troubling anyone.