So I am going through a bit of a rough time right now.
A year ago I left my ex who was verbally abusive, cheated, and told me to get out of our house (jointly owned) and made my life so miserable I could barely function.
The problem is that I fancied him SO much, like I have never met anyone I felt so attracted to. What that says about me I don't know, but I've been having counselling and living in a room share for the past year.
I'm very sad and lonely all things considered. I'm 40, I don't have that family unit everyone else my age has, I am grateful for my housemates and the peace and support I get at home, I just wish I had the picket fence/husband situation that I felt like I was having with my ex (even though it was never like that, I still tried to pretend).
I can't really move on until our house is sold which means I have to have very low contact with him, which breaks my heart, no contact at all is the best way for me to go with things because of how upset I still am a YEAR LATER. It's ridiculous, I hate myself for not being over it and still ruminating.
I've been on about 10 dates since then, all a no, and yesterday I met a guy who I got on with really well... really nice guy...except his photos were one thing and him in person was another - he'd put on a significant amount of weight, and I mean to the point where he was basically bordering on obese and his tummy was hanging over his shorts. I was so upset because I just am sick of men who are not honest. I'm sick of having no-one, I'm sick of feeling behind, and lately I've gone from feeling happy (going to the gym, achieving good things for myself and having peace in my life) to feeling quite lonely, sad and really wishing things were different with my ex.
My ex blamed me for everything, said I was mentally unstable (I was anxious and depressed during the relationship, partly because of his actions and partly because i'm prone to that - it wasn't all him) - he said he stayed with me because he thought I'd spiral if he didn't and I don't understand how that would have lead to him moving in with me, proposing to me and then buying a house with me. I'm glad we never got married or had children, it would have trapped me, but I still question whether I caused this and whether he's being the man I wanted with his new partner (who apparently is also anxious and depressed but brave enough to ask for help from him unlike me). She's 24 and he's 48. I feel rejected, not good enough and sad right now.
Did I do this to myself?