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Originally Posted by divine1966
There is nothing wrong with you feeling empathy and compassion and being sad about death of this man. There is no issue with you feeling any type of emotions. It’s your right. I don’t believe anyone tells you to not be compassionate.
I think your expectation that other people must feel sympathy towards someone they’ve never met or met only few times and only knew him as your extreme abuser is unusual. You could feel empathy but why do they have to? Especially if he caused you harm? Why must they grieve him?
And maybe they aren’t providing sufficient comfort for you because they don’t feel it’s YOUR loss like you are his widow and need comfort. I am sure they’d not speak poorly of him to people whose loss it truly is, his family.
You are married to someone else. My daughter was in a brief relationship after her sweet husband died. The guy was asinine, she got out quick. He was horrid, she was vulnerable and he was one of those who preyed on vulnerable women. She is now getting married. To a wonderful man. My loyalty is to him. Not to a jerk she encountered. If that horrible man she was with died, I’d not rejoice of course, it’s evil. But I’d not be overcome with grief. He hurt my daughter, my daughter would never expect me to be all empathic and sympathetic and grieve over this dude I can’t care less about. She’d never expect that. It doesn’t mean she is not compassionate or that I lack empathy. We are very loving people
You are right, you could grieve over this man even though he was extreme abuser but your parents and husband have no obligation to have any particular feelings about him or his death. They didn’t even know him.
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Divine, you misunderstood me. Maybe I have not explained myself well enough. I wasn't expecting compassion for HIM; I was expecting compassion for ME and for what I was experiencing after hearing this horrific news.
No, no one close to me knew him like I did. But a close girlfriend of mine just said it perfectly to me: I had been intimately close with him for a year - we were long distance for 5-6 months first before everything went to hell. During those 5-6 months, I felt sheer and utter happiness with him. We were on cloud 9 and totally in love. He impacted me. I have never given more of myself to anyone. Sure, it was the wrong person to give myself to in the end. But he was a potent and important aspect of my life.
No one realizes this in my family. And perhaps I haven't explained myself well enough to them to elicit their compassion for me and the level of grief and devastation I felt.
And honestly I think they were myopic in their perspective. What they spoke of was how selfish it is to commit suicide. They thought about how it would impact THEM, if something like that had happened to THEM, which is selfish by itself.