I ended a LTR recently, I have posted about it too many times probably but I have no one to talk to in real life, because my only real friend was my Ex. And obviously I can't discuss with him.
I probably need therapy but I'm struggling to find a therapist who is currently working and taking on new clients, plus I'm not sure how comfortable I feel with Zoom therapy sessions anyway, it all feels awkward.
I keep thinking I could have tried harder, done more, if only I hadn't played it the way I did, the outcome could or would have been different. I did love him so much, and I'm really so sad it's over. I know he wasn't great and in some respects treated me poorly.
But then I read threads about dating on here where women in their 40s are told they probably won't find anyone who is tall/ attractive/ intelligent when you're in your 40s and I had that. He was all those things. So by that thought process I shouldn't have let him go because I'm unlikely to get anyone even as good?
So that's one of the thoughts torturing me.
The other is around his infidelity last year. The woman he was involved with turned into the stereotypical bunny boiler and persistently contacted me, making up fake social media accounts etc,she didn't stop until I threatened her with the police. She told me he'd only ever seen her as casual sex behind my back, that he never wanted a relationship with her but she hoped if she could get me out of the way he'd change his mind (we did split up but then got back together). She told me that I'm not good enough for him, I don't know what he wants and her parting shot to us both was that she was better than me, our relationship couldn't be saved and in 6 months we'd split up again, and she'd be waiting.
And of course that has happened, 6ish months on that's where we are. It pains me that she was right, and the thought of him ending up with her knocks me sick. She and I are complete opposites, I have a professional job, degree educated, own my home outright, whereas she works part time in a shop and lives with her parents. Her describing herself as better than me absolutely burns me, that she or anyone else could think that was true. I don't think it will happen, but I can't stand the thought of her ending up with him. If I think about him with someone, anyone else, it still feels a bit painful, but not as much.
So I'm sitting her thinking about her smug face telling me how she's better than me (mainly because she's younger and she claims better in bed, whatever), how she was right about our relationship, and I feel so angry about it all. And then think what if she was at least partly right? Is she better than me? And it just makes me feel shit.
How do I stop thinking this stuff? I was brought up to think one of the worst things is people laughing at you and/or knowing more than you, or getting one over on you. I keep thinking of her laughing and gloating at me and it makes me want to scream.