Find myself in an odd situation, and it feels like my sane brain has disappeared on me.
A couple (I was friends with both) have reecntly split. Incredibly acrimonious, toxic on both sides. He's avoidant, she's anxious, and it brought out the worst in them both.
I clearly must've overstepped with my feelings for him (she was abusive, admitted by both) so think I fell in to the emotional support animal dynamic over the course of the years. I mothered him too much, cared too much and worried about his state of mind.
Anyway, now he's left her (she's unsurprised but devastated), and not handling it well. He left badly.
Anyway, she found out he'd moved on straight away with a woman who's been in a wider social circle for ages. He's doubled down with a massive 'f**k you, I'm happy' attitude.
And here's the kicker. I'm absolutely gutted he's with this woman. Like irrationally jealous, can't bear it. Keep looping them being together, dreading bumping into them together.
He is charming, charismatic, handsome, protective and funny etc. but also objectively a nightmare with accepting emotional responsibility, not capable of ending things well, understanding hurt or being consistent. He has a criminal record and not a pot to piss in.
I feel like I have lost my mind over this. Is it perimenopause? Am I broken? Because I have work, friends, gym, stuff to keep me busy.
Yet this man, who objectively would make a terrible partner, is occupying every part of my brain right now. I've barely slept and haven't eaten for a few days just imagining him in this new buzzing connection.
I did speak with him today. He is unrepentant. He was dismissive about his ex's feelings, and obviously high on his way to his new squeeze.
Tell me this madness will go? I've blocked him for now to try and get some distance/space, but my brain is fried.
Helpful framing suggestions please, because at the moment I feel like I'm thinking of him as 'the one that got away', yet objectively know it would be a fucking disaster.