XH is still alive... but certainly not well...
Ugh, I am exhausted. So much stress...SD's baby's impending arrival, MIL's cancer, DS's graduation, and XH's "suicide" have all left me depleted. What a nutty few days I've had.
Tomorrow, we should get some answers on MIL's cancer...hopefully where it originates, hopefully how serious it is. This woman has gone out of her way to make me uncomfortable and miserable. BM is a saint (gag) and is "beautiful inside and out" and will forever be her "daughter in love." So, whatever, I don't wish MIL a miserable death, but she'd sure as ass better be sick. She made a comment to DH about how nice it is "to have her family all together again" and laments needing to get sick to accomplish that. If she's making it up...I'll kill her myself. DH is a mess. He wanted to fly there with two days' notice. Um, honey, that costs a fortune and it's just an appointment.
Anyway, XH is such a failure that he failed even at killing himself. Sadly, no one else has bothered to see if he's still around...not his brother, his parents, his friend. No one...but me. XW #2. Welp, I did a little internet work (some may call it stalking ) and reached the local sheriff's office to find out that XH:
Walked into a McDonald's brandishing a loaded gun. Told everyone he wanted to kill himself. Started crying. Sat down at a table where people were eating, set the gun, a knife, and a suicide note on the table. Cried hysterically and kept repeating that he wanted to kill himself.
Not surprisingly, the cops were called. He got his happy ass hauled away and sent to the funny farm for an involuntary evaluation.
Lovely. I spent 15 years with this man. His genes are in my kids.
Wow. I'm still not sure how I feel about all of this. Relieved that I don't have to tell my kids that their father killed himself, but half wonder why the hell he didn't finish the job. I know, that sounds terrible...it probably is... he's just left such a path of destruction everywhere he's gone.
On another note, SMs/new SO's to men with previously enjoyed families...just remember that any story you hear is biased. I finally reached XH's once-GF, mooch offer, not sure how to classify her...and she ripped me a new asshole before telling me to never call her again and then hung up on me.
The only words I said... I asked if she'd seen him recently, and answered (when she asked why I cared) that he had written about killing himself and I was concerned because my kids deserved to know if their father was dead. Lovely white, trailer trash she is... but CLEARLY she drank whatever koolaid he sold her about me.
Maybe someday I'll spend time to detail how nice I have been to him since the day he moved out, but right now... I'm just kinda reeling.