Devastated

Oh, I can't believe it!  (This is me, George).  I'm not the first George in HER life.  I am desolate.  I am devastated.  Disconsolate, even. I think I'll cry.

I thought it was just me, you see.  And now I find out there's a George that came before me.  And he doesn't even look like me.

I am genuinely upset.  What can I do?  

SHE just explained that George the First was a very long time ago, and he's gone to the Rainbow Bridge, and she loved him so much she always wanted a George in her life, and that's why she called me George, because I've got a lovely nature just like George the First, even though I don't look like him, not one little bit.  Deary me, now I feel better.