I was checking out something to do with my X, and discovered quite by accident that his uncle had passed away. Silly, but having known the gentleman for 20 years I had thought someone would have let me know, if not X then a member of his family.
I feel like part of my life has been erased, that the times I spent with X and his family don't count for anything. However I also realise now just how dysfunctional his family is, I just thought he was different.
I wont let this affect my current wellbeing but I felt that little "stab" in the heart when I first read it.
