Update.
I have since been contacted by my ex-fiancés daughter. She was very unkind to me in her attack as to why her mom supposedly left. I still don't know her reason, just the stories passed to me by others. Her daughter essentially told me that I am crazy and no one takes 40 years to come out and I don't know who I am. As well as other derogatory statements about me.
This, unfortunately, struck me in what was left of my shattered heart, and I fell appart. I took several sleeping pills and drank some wine so I could sleep, and I didn't care if I woke up the next day or not. I lost control of myself, and couldn't see a way forward for me. I felt as if I were thrown away like a piece of trash, and that my life had been a lie for the last year.
My psychologist, strongly, suggsted I check myself into a mental health facility. I decided to follow her advice. I have, since then, spent the last week in an acute care mental health facility within the VA. I am doing better now, but I have a long way to go before I'm me again. Thankfully, I have not lost the job I just started.
I feel like a failure, but I will eventually get back on my feet.