u/Equivalent_Dog2766

My primary abuser (I’ve had many) died by suicide today. I got told this by my mom and it felt like all the repressed memories started rushing in. I honestly don’t know how I feel about it, I’m angry and confused. I did confront him many years ago as a teenager and he denied it and called me names instead in front of people. I hate everything about him and wish him hell but at the same time I cried? I don’t know if it was because I was relieved. I’m not sure. Has anyone had this experience before? For context - I wasn’t related to him but he was my neighbour for almost 20 years.