So I've finally ended a decade long emotionally abusive relationship and am proud of myself for finally making the break but I can't help feeling like I'm such a failure.
All my friends are getting married and pregnant (we're all early 30s) and they've been hugely supportive throughout all the horrible bust ups my ex and I have had. Leaving wasn't easy and I was homeless for a bit, having to rely on friends for places to stay, etc. I just feel like the whole time I've been breaking down and crying, turning up on their doorsteps with barely any notice, they've been getting on with their healthy relationships and happily planning their futures with their partners. I feel like such a burden on them and a real loser by comparison. They've been so kind to me and patient while I kept going back to him then leaving him ad infinitum. But I just feel that secretly they see me as such a pathetic victim and if I'm on my own now and staring down the barrel of a childless future I've got no one to blame but myself.
I tried so hard to make my relationship work. I don't want to be jealous of my friends whom I love so much, but I am. I'm jealous of their happiness and I just keep thinking why didn't I find what they have? What's wrong with me that I end up with a guy who treated me badly while they find wonderful men who adore them? And will it ever be my turn to be happy or am I always going to be the token single invite??
I know I'm wallowing. After this post I will try never ever again to sink into a 'woe is me' pity party, but I just feel like shit right now and need to get it off my chest.
Anyone else ever felt like this?