I feel like everyone around me only sees me as the person whose wife died and that's it. Every time i bring it up, it almost always devolves into some form of pity or something. On one hand i could stop mentioning it completely, pretend i was never married, and keep people happy. And yet, the more i am still alive, the more i dont care what people think. I just want people to stop associating me, the person, with me, the relationship that once was. And yet, I feel trapped in the vicious circle of assholes posturing and virtue signalling against my pain
I feel like everyone around me only sees me as the person whose wife died and that's it. Every time i bring it up, it almost always devolves into some form of pity or something. On one hand i could stop mentioning it completely, pretend i was never married, and keep people happy. And yet, the more i am still alive, the more i dont care what people think. I just want people to stop associating me, the person, with me, the relationship that once was. And yet, I feel trapped in the vicious circle of assholes posturing and virtue signalling against my pain
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