Hi,
I got married at age 20 and was married for 11 1/2 years. It was always very difficult. There were things about my husband that were very difficult to deal with. He was always looking for a "high" and I finally got tired of dealing with it. What finally gave me the courage to end it was, after a very difficult year, we were in counseling and I thought we were doing VERY good, only to find out that the entire time we were "working on it" he was having an emotional affair with a bartender at the bar down the street from our house. We both had been through a rough year dealing with my stepsons newly diagnosed illness. I felt helpless, and fell into a depression. My husband had struggled with depression our entire marriage, but when I was depressed, he accused me of "not caring" about him or being selfish. I got on the right medicine and was attending therapy sessions. We were doing good so I thought. Making more time for each other and I was enjoying us. Our therapist even told him "she's doing everything that you asked." Our therapist asked him point blank "Do you want this marriage to work?" His response was "I don't know." Of course, i didn't know about the other women at the time. It makes sense that he could not see that I was trying because he had a distraction. Bottom line, I was never "enough" for him and finally decided that I wasn't willing to go another round with him. I was too scared to try again, only to be let down. I was 31 and we weren't able to have kids of our own. I didn't want to waste any more of my life trying to please him all the while being accused of not caring about him, etc.. Of course, there is more to all of that. I know I wasn't perfect either but I also didn't expect him to be.
So its been 13 months since our split. The divorce is final any day now. I was on Lexapro the entire year, and while I had my rough days, for the most part I was very happy. Relieved.
I got off the lexapro in October and was extremely happy up until December. My ex husband started bullying me and would text me things such as "you abandoned your family" and "making you pay for what you put me and my son through." (not violent, we were talking financial)
Time and time again, I have prayed to God that I was doing the right thing, and I would always get confirmation that I was.
I now have a wonderful boyfriend and I know that I am truly blessed.
But I am struggling with this guilt that is weighing me down. I am not joyful in the least. I feel bad that I gave up on my ex husband. But I just couldn't do it anymore.
I think being on the lexapro during the year kind of masked my guilty feelings so now they are surfacing.
I feel guilty that I have a wonderful boyfriend. I feel guilty that I am happy without my ex husband. I feel guilty that the split affected my teenage stepson so bad. I feel guilty that I took our two cats from them. I feel sympathy for my ex husband because I know that he is ill and I know he is hurting badly. It just dawned on me today that it is my feelings of guilt causing my depression.
I have been in therapy for years but recently stopped because my co pay went to $40 a session. I just re-ordered my lexapro and feel guilty for needing to take it! Like I am letting God down by needing it.
So anyway, sorry this was so long. I am just looking for some advice for dealing with the guilt, or to connect with others that have felt the same way.
Thank you so much