I checked out of my abusive marriage a few months ago. After agonising about whether to do it for several years, once I did it I immediately knew I'd done the right thing and felt much better about myself. In part this was because a weight had been lifted, I knew I was free and was living my life and bringing up my child on my terms, without his constant bullying, financial abuse, lack of consideration for me and alcohol abuse. I was shocked by how easy it was to split up with him. In part, if I'm honest, it was also because of the distracting attention of someone in my life and I was riding high on the serotonin from the flirting with this other guy.
To be clear, nothing happened until after my H left the house and nothing much has happened since. It's been a low-level, no commitment situation where it was totally clear from the outset that it had no future, for multiple reasons which I can't really go into for fear of outing myself. It was pie in the sky.
Initially it was a bit of a laugh. I then started to develop feelings for this person and inevitably let it go a bit further than it should have done. I thought it was manageable and that it would probably just peter out into a friendship as I thought we were, above all, friends.
This person has now just done a couple of pretty shitty things to me in the past couple of weeks which have made it clear not only that the "relationship" (if that's what it is) has to end, but that he is not going to be any kind of a friend either, now or in the future. And its impossible for me to go NC with him.
I am really really low this weekend and feel very sorry for myself, but I am a big girl and will get over this. But I'm worried I've been staving off grieving over the end of my marriage through this fling and that it will now all hit me like a ton of bricks and I will be grieving the loss of two undeserving losers people at the same time. I know you need to spend time on your own to heal after the end of a serious relationship, I didn't intend to get involved with anyone so soon after the end of my marriage, it kind of crept up on me but I thought it was just a benign distraction. Now, if anything, I feel more heartbroken about this than I did the breakdown of my marriage and am quite taken aback at how much its affected me.
The whole thing has made me really worry about my emotional wellbeing... why am I so gutted at the loss of something I knew had no future when I've been able to more or less walk away from a marriage without a scratch? Am I a complete f-up? And have I got a lot more pain coming my way? I am talking to a counsellor about this at the moment, but for financial reasons can't afford to go very often and I am feeling so awful about it.