Its been two years since my ex-partner of 3 years died by suicide and it still affects me every second of every day. It’s hard to talk about with people as they think that as he was abusive I shouldn’t be upset about it. he died so young (his 20th birthday was 7 days prior) and I was the last person he saw, I can’t help but feel responsible. he told me 2 days prior he was suicidal and I just told him to get help…I didn’t actively get help for him and I will always hold myself responsible for that.
He killed himself after I broke up with him, no I don’t blame myself for breaking up with him, it was the best thing I could’ve done but the fact I didn’t check he had got home or called him to make sure he was okay, I cant move on from that.
I keep hoping he is alive somewhere, i looked at his old workplace’s social media a few months ago and found a photo on there of someone that looks exactly like him, its been two years and im still in denial. his parents hate me (understandably) so i never got to see any sort of funeral or any visual proof he had died minus a coroner’s report which i was interviewed for.
I have vivid dreams where he comes to me and tells me he is alive and that he sorry for faking his death, and then i wake up and go to message him and realize he is gone.
i became an alcoholic and anorexic after his death and luckily i was able to recover from that myself, although i do drink alot when i do get emotional…which isnt healthy but i think its better than going down the route he did and make my mum experience grief again (my dad died while she was pregnant with me).
im unemployed and on benefits for my mental and physical disabilities, i dont know how im supposed to work again and make a life for myself.
i am trying therapy but its so hard to open up about what happened during our relationship and how i feel about his death, we have had 18 sessions so far and ive only mentioned it in passing, i feel like I’m wasting my money (yes i have told my therapist im coming to him to talk specifically about my ex and his death, and yet he doesn’t ask me questions to do with it, he asks me about my week and then that takes up the whole session). i went through a really bad week this week and it seems to have just brought up everything from my past relationship, i cant even leave the house.