1 year ago today, I ended it with my abusive boyfriend. I had been with him for 4 years and during our time together he was emotionally, physically, and mentally abusive.
I am 23 and he is 26. I had wanted to end it for a little while but I was petrified to do so. I had been so isolated from my friends and family, I felt trapped and as though I had no option but to stay, even though I wasn't in love with him anymore.
To everyone's surprise (everyone was unaware of what had happened) he was sentenced to jail for 12 months (reckless driving). I stayed around and supported him for a month but the verbal abuse continued over the phone and I seized my opportunity and ended it. I was inundated with calls, most of them abusive, him screaming down the phone to me because he was no longer able to control me and some of him crying, pleading, begging, but I had become so numb to the emotion that I remember hanging up the phone, changing my mobile number and unplugging my house phone and simply never contacting or hearing from him again.
I heard he was out by Christmas 2020 due to good behavior and only having to serve 6months. He reached out via social media and sent a short message which said he was sorry for everything and that he wishes me the best. Contact continued for a short whilst where he would frantically bombard me with messages and voice notes of him declaring his love, but I ignored them all. The contact eventually stopped.
I found out today that he has a new girlfriend and that they are actually having a baby together. (He has been out of prison for 5months and clearly moves fast). Let me make it clear I feel nothing for him at all and I acknowledge leaving was the best thing I have EVER done and I am proud of myself. However, I surprisingly feel rather sad about the news and I can't figure out why.
Is it normal for me to carry terrible guilt for how I ended things with him? even though he was so horrible and cruel to me. I really can't imagine what it would be like to be in prison and the only person that I had to rely on turned their back on me (his family life wasn't the greatest). That's how my mind processes what I did anyway. Am I a bad person? is it normal for me to feel sad even though I've moved on and I'm doing so much better now?
Thank you.