Today is the fourth anniversary of my husband's death. For those of you who don't know, my husband, Tianyu, blew his brains out in the parking lot of our apartment complex. I'd like to say it gentler than that, but that is what he did, and he doesn't deserve gentle euphemisms.
I think it's fair to say that I'm mad about it, and I will always be mad, and despite that anger, I will defend to the death his right to do it, and for the individual's right to bear arms.
I'm not fond of the fact that he left me without closure, or that he left our kid before she was even born, because there's no way to say 'Daddy didn't mean that as a rejection of you" because I'm convinced that it was a rejection of me, for many reasons, and he's not here to argue otherwise.
I mentioned to a friend the other day that I have this theory that it's easier for me to process than a lot of people, like his parents, who hadn't known that there was anything wrong with him, because I was there for it, and I saw the natural progression of descent. And for me, the change of him being there to not was so drastic, that I got to flip a switch. My life changed. I was supposed to be living here:

but I moved in with my parents, and couldn't buy it. I don't know what it's like to not be a single parent. I don't work, I haven't had to go to a job and carry on in a way that matches pre-Tianyu death. It's was as if everything changed overnight, and aside from some furniture that I had before, it's not remotely like living with Tianyu.
That said, the biggest thing for me, is that and I am sure I've said this before, but I am madly in love with my husband, and it gets worse as the years roll on. No one measures up, not that I'm looking. And just thinking about trying to have to deal with another man, and all the lame ass baggage that comes with that gender (sorry, dudes) makes me want to stab a bitch. So yeah, well. Mister Cone understands me, though, so that's good.
I've written fic about this whole thing. It's in Odysseus, and in Gold Dust, actually, and in To Let, and even in Push, so I don't know if I have anything more to do than go to his grave and pour a beer (half a beer, man) on the dirt and say, "One for my homies" in my worst Doctor Evil voice.

I guess that makes me sound bitter, and I don't think I am. I dunno. This time three years ago, my shrink told me that I was "in my molecules". I don't know what that means, but here I am. Molecules and shit.
Tianyu, I don't know what you would think of your daughter. I don't know what you would think of me. I'm working on not caring.
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Date: 2010-04-02 05:59 am (UTC)And though I got only one side of Tianyu, I'm convinced that he'd love his daughter and he'd still love you. I've never waivered from that notion. You shouldn't either, IMHO but for what it's worth, I'll never think less of you for wondering. There are many sides to him that I never saw, but I did see him love, and that's why I believe the way I do.
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Date: 2010-04-02 10:22 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2010-04-02 11:01 am (UTC)I adore that picture of you two. It makes me smile.
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Date: 2010-04-02 12:02 pm (UTC)A member of my husband's family killed himself last week. It's only the most recent death of that kind which has touched our lives. My own brother died by choice, though not so violently. There are no words of comfort, because there is no comfort to be had. It sucks, it hurts, there is no 'bright side' and there is no consolation. It's just a fucking waste.
Amanda, I've always admired how strong you are and how you've dealt with this, and how you've raised your daughter with so much love. Tianyu should have been there to see this, and it's wrong that he's not. You have every right to be angry and sad, but don't forget to be proud of who you are and what you've achieved, despite it all.
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Date: 2010-04-02 01:14 pm (UTC)Anyway. Wishing you all the best as always, and a full can of beer for yourself. *toasts*
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Date: 2010-04-02 01:52 pm (UTC)I don't know how to say this without being trite, but I liked you the moment I met you. And you know I love your mom in a way that borders on lesbianism. And I'm insanely jealous of the relationship that the two of you have.
And your daughter? Don't even go there. I've never met her in person, but I know that she and I could get up to NO GOOD together.
Suicide is a terribly selfish thing. I like to think, that if he could have truly understood the impact that his actions would have had on everyone around him, he would have chosen differently. But of course, he wasn't in a place where he could see that. I'm sure he thought that he was doing you and Viola a favour, that you would both be better off without him.
What a silly, lost boy.
Big hugs to you, and VK and your mom.
I grieve with thee. <--- geeky Star Trek quote that is so, so fitting.
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Date: 2010-04-02 03:17 pm (UTC)Keep the other half of the beer for yourself. x
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Date: 2010-04-02 04:16 pm (UTC)I don't have good words, but I'm thinking of you today. (And on other days too, but this one in particular.)
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Date: 2010-04-02 04:22 pm (UTC)I shall use my beer icon, but this beer is just for you. (Which. If you want to go grab a beer sometime, lmk.)
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Date: 2010-04-02 06:07 pm (UTC)*hugs and more and even more hugs for you today*
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Date: 2010-04-02 06:47 pm (UTC)yeah. it's like that
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Date: 2010-04-03 04:12 am (UTC)I've been pissed all day, and I'm sure some of it's valid I'm pissed at shit going on, but I sense more of it is...residual.
So, yes.
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