Yeah, selfish is probably the wrong word. But it still feels kinda wrong, somehow. Putting my own needs and wants first. I have every intention of continuing until it feels normal to prioritise my own happiness. This does seem to be commonplace among my female friends - things just for them are laden with guilt.
And yes to the invincibility thing. I'm perfectly capable of running my life, a house, car, everything all by myself. It's never scared me. But with him, it was so bloody hard to do everything, and I couldn't stop because that would be admitting failure. Being comfortable with being weak sometimes is definitely something I'm working on.
It also never occurred to me that the person who supposedly loved me was the one making it feel like a struggle. It wasn't until the relationships thread, where the op was describing incredibly similar behaviours and it was blatantly obvious it was abuse that I stopped to properly consider my previous relationship. Couldn't see the wood for the trees I guess.
Onwards and upwards tho. I'm very lucky that I got out when I did, before it got worse. And I love my new life. Put up new curtains yesterday, so my house is all finished. I'm kinda disappointed that I don't get to b&q any more.