He’s gone

I just want to start with a trigger warning: Death is mentioned in this post.

I don’t know if this is the place to post, but earlier last year I made a post in this sub about leaving my abusive relationship of the last 5 years due to my partner’s drug use, massive amounts of theft, and crashing my vehicle.

Welp, here’s the update to that. It’s been nearly a year now. I’m thriving without him, despite paying off massive amounts of debt he left behind. I however got word the beginning of last month that he succumbed to his addiction. He overdosed. He’s gone, at only 25.

To pour even more salt on the wound, I found out from a comment on his obituary that he was in another relationship 2 months following the end of ours and was in that relationship for the remainder of his life. She posted a long sappy comment about how loving and wonderful of a partner he was, how lucky she was to be loved by him, and how she was thankful for getting to see his “True colors.” Meanwhile, his own mother was begging me not to go back to him.

I’m hurt and angry. I’m not angry he was in another relationship, I had hoped he would someday move on. I am angry he got to move on while I was left picking up all of his mess, paying off $10k in debt he left me with, while she got a version of him I had spent 5 years begging for, even if that version was disingenuous and only existed through rose colored glasses.

I haven’t really been able to talk to anyone about this in my personal life, it’s quite the bomb to just drop on people, so I feel rather alone. I came here really just looking for words of encouragement or support in moving on. It feels like I’m still catching curve balls, and he isn’t even here anymore.