I could really do with some help and advice.
I was married for 5 years, with my EXH for 10. When we first got together I made it very clear that I wanted to travel, live in different places, etc and he said he wanted the same thing. We became serious but over the years if any opportunity came up to go travel or move away he would say no. It became obvious that he actually didn't want to but we loved each other and stayed together, I hoped that one day he would change his mind as he would often say we would in the future, but that day never came. We weren't perfect together but we did have a really good strong relationship overall, the main issues were mainly lack of intimacy for me- sex wasn't as often as I would have liked and we rarely hugged, never any little kisses, etc but always told the other we loved them and did lots of thoughtful things for each other, and having different desires in relation to moving away or taking time out to travel.
I ended up in a job that was incredibly stressful, I was being severely bullied by my bosses and I struggled just with day-to-day living. I started going away and travelling myself as an escape, I would beg DH to come but he never did but was happy for me to go myself. It made me feel really lonely and I wanted to experience these things with him but he would always make up an excuse not to. We also had been trying for years to have a baby and it didn't happen. We went for fertility testing and it seemed that I wouldn't be able to get pregnant without IVF.
One summer things had gotten seriously bad at work, I had tried to drive my car off the road twice on my way there and basically I think that was the start of a breakdown. I had time off booked already and changed my plans to mean I was travelling in the UK and that DH could come to meet me when he was off himself. He never did and it just made me realise that he would always find a reason not to do these things with me, despite always saying he wanted to. If we couldn't have children i felt like this wasn't a life I'd be happy with. I had a full blown breakdown and just wanted out of everything. I wanted out of my life, out of my job and out of my marriage. I told him I wanted to leave.
I know it destroyed him. He was happy with how our life was and was desperate for me to stay. I just kept pushing him further and further away because I felt like staying with him meant staying in this life that I couldn't cope with anymore. I wouldn't do anything to work on things and left.
6 months after we split up, in January 2020, I met DP. I told him I didn't want anything serious because of my plans to travel. We started seeing each other but then covid and lockdown hit. We ended up living with each other, not with the intention of it being long term but just during covid, and obviously travel plans were all shelved. Everything has been great with DP, we are so similar in what we want out of life and our approach and attitude to life that it has been so easy and blissful. In January this year I unexpectedly found out that I'm pregnant. After years of trying I was so happy and in a blissful bubble with DP. I told my EXH who was happy for me (we are still very amicable) but I had this guilt hanging over me since we had tried for so long. Now I'm 19 weeks pregnant and the last couple of days I keep thinking about my EXH and crying. I feel like I destroyed our marriage and have ruined his life and now I'm having a baby after us having tried for so long. I keep thinking about all the good times we had together and feeling bad that I didn't work on sorting myself out before throwing everything away.
I'm not looking back thinking I want to go back, I just can't seem to let go of this guilt of promising myself and my life to a really good man who loved me, and I loved him and then hurting him so much.
This doesn't take away from my DP who is actually perfect. We are actually far more compatible than me and EXH and I love him to bits but I was with EXH for 10 years and that attachment doesn't just go away quickly. I wish EXH had hurt me or been bad to me in some way so I wouldn't feel so guilty about moving on but he didn't. He did so much for me. I feel so guilty about my life being what it is now and having done what I did to him and that I didn't even try. I think maybe I didn't ever actually process our split because I was mentally in such a bad place, and now I'm processing it and finding it hard. Obviously I know I should have gone through all these emotions before getting into a serious relationship but it's just been the way things have happened rather than as a result of any plan or intention. I know with DP my life will be what I'd wanted, we both want to travel and do similar things, we never argue because we are so similar and it's lovely and easy. But I keep thinking about my past just now and what I did and feeling awful and like I ruined my EXH's life and gave up on him and us but I'm getting everything I wanted.
I would appreciate any advice please but I'm feeling really fragile right now and crying again writing this so please be gentle.