Granted..she's gone, nothin to worry there. But it's not exactly easy to listen to him talk about another woman.
Someone from his past. She had a disease that took her at a young age. And all I heard last night is how it wasn't fair...made no sense...if he just knew why. And how she was his soul mate(gee thanks). Had to hear the song from her funeral over and over.
Then to top it off...started talking about wanting to make our dd's middle name, this girls first name! Seriously! I'm trying like hell to be supportive, but last night I cried myself to sleep cause I'm never going to be anything but second rate to her.
How do you deal with that. Knowing your never enough.
*I'm not trying to be heartless by any means...I understand losing a first love..Mine was killed overseas. So the random day you have a break down I can get. But wanting me to change the name we picked from you sisters/grandmother, to a old flame. That was the twist of the knife...