My ex-husband was a very cruel, vindictive man (only after I got pregnant as it sadly seems to go for many) and walked out on us shortly after my son's first birthday. Since then he has been nothing but nasty and has made life as difficult for me (and by extension his very young son) as he possibly could. I've had a couple of threads on it before (I think I NCed for one though) so there's no point in going into it all now but just some background.
The issue I'm having now is that there's only one photo from the day my son was born. I had a very traumatic birth and it was during lockdown so my ex wasn't back in the ward with me afterwards, and I was too dazed/shellshocked to be taking selfies at that point in time! It's the first ever picture of myself and my son and I love it. I'm cradling him in the delivery room wearing a pjs and a robe and with a covid mask on. I weirdly think that makes me like it more as it dates it so perfectly. My ex took it on his phone and I always loved it, but never thought to send it to myself as obv there was a lot going on with the baby and everything that transpired after the fact.
Anyway it was my son's fourth birthday recently and I asked him if he could please send it to me as I was making a little photo gift for my son and it would really mean a lot to me. I knew it was a long shot as he seems to enjoy any ounce of control he can exert/suffering he can inflict even now. He just said something to the effect of 'No I don't remember that pic but sounds like something I would have deleted anyway'. He definitely does remember that pic, we'd looked at it together quite a few times after he was born, and I really doubt he would have deleted (not so much for sentimental reasons, he's just not someone who'd go about clearing out his camera roll).
I know I need to get over it but I'm really struggling to. My son and I have been through so much just the two of us and that photo was so special to me.
Since then I've literally been losing sleep veering between feeling upset and outraged and powerless again by my ex's cruel actions, and being so furious at myself for not thinking to send it to myself when we were together - but then again I didn't know the end was coming when it did.
Can anyone offer any words of wisdom as to how to move past this or try convince myself it's not as truly important as it feels to me right now? I really wish I wasn't as upset as I am, and I know it'll sound silly to many that I'm feeling this way, but I could really use some advice.