Without getting into too many details - going through a very painful separation. Have lost people on "his side" who I either had gotten close to or looked forward to getting close to. In my daydreams, I guess. I don't have a tight family. Haven't since my own parents divorced. I don't know how to do that, how to be that, I only wish for it but it's an effort and I am awkward at it. I feel insecure about it (maybe for real, good reasons because of my family past - and because I know this can happen if you get too close - nobody really unconditionally loves. There's always a potential for this. I have known that since I was a kid. And so I have trust issues.) He has a tight family. The type that sticks together when someone is in crisis. But if you're out, you're out, I guess. Just like that. And here I am. And I have a wonderful aunt, but I have a parent telling me to "suck it up" and get over it. It doesn't work like that. Everything I hoped for was just dashed overnight and my best friend is gone - with his things left behind and there's a huge hole in my heart. We've been through so much and he hit a wall, or hit bottom too. He's gone to the shelter of his own family for awhile - he doesn't know how long. They live far away. I understand, he needs their support through his own journey, and that's his soft landing spot - but it hurts me like hell. I feel very alone, even though I do have a few people who I know love me. One that I can talk to anytime, she said. But I don't want to dump myself on her everyday, either. She says it's ok. ...being estranged, feels strange, and painful.
I'm just grieving and had to get that out. There is no easy way to go through this.