Therapist said I was right moving out of the situation, and I was wrong slamming my hand on the table asking her to stop. That I immediately lose all credibility when you put hand on (push her out of bedroom). That two hours after the fact she clearly came up with an agenda and baited me, and I should have walked away yet again (instead of pushing her out). That I should not reach out, because now I have real risk due to the hands, and the risk she told people that; that if she’s smart she won’t either, but likely that she will. Also while threats of moving out of been made before, interesting she really did it this time. Therapist said I am a bad boy and should have no trouble meeting women and hooking up, but those traits are not good long term and progress is possible.
Meanwhile, I reconnected for drinks with someone I met 7 mos ago that I never followed up with. We spent about 2 hours, she had to get back to something but spoke later driving back and looks like she’s coming over mid day next week.
It’s getting harder and lonelier. I’ve only been broken up 8 days. Reminding myself it’s a week.
I'm surprised you feel lonelier with this toxic woman out of your life. I'm sure you love her and miss her, but in time, you'll also realize that this was the correct move in the long term.
From what I understand, you're a good-looking guy who makes quite a bit of money and has kids who can occupy your time and fill that loneliness you're experiencing.
I don't necessarily think you need to throw yourself back out there to meet new women before you're ready (because you'll likely harbor some resentment about your ex and project it onto them), but I think it would help you to remember why you left.
You can remember the good times...my ex could be a real sweetheart sometimes...once for New Year's, we had a little party at her house with some of her friends. I got drunk, one of her sober friends joined us, so I went drink for drink with him until HE was drunk. I got sh**faced. She had to carry me up her stairs and take care of me. I ended up puking - and AFTER I had puked, I went to kiss her (not with tongue or anything) and she didn't recoil. She was grossed out, but she also thought it was cute that even as drunk as I was, I was still lovey-dovey for her. She tucked me into her bed, gave me water and Aspirin, and regularly checked on me despite the party going on downstairs. And when everybody left, she climbed into bed and cuddled with me.
But then you can remember the bad times...I can think back to when she laid her hands on me - the first and only girl to ever do so. She had a friend over and pulled up her top to quickly flash me before the friend saw. I returned the favor, and even though she had done the same thing, it wasn't inappropriate until I did it, and she slapped me in the face as a result. That became a big fight where I tried to leave right then and there, but she blocked the door and told me she wouldn't move until I calmed down.
I can remember when, on one occasion, we had sex a bunch of times, and one of those I wasn't "ready" to go again and couldn't get it up. This coincided with her thinking I was cheating on her because she had received messages from some girl in Delaware telling her that when I went home each week, I was seeing her instead of my ex (I still don't know who was saying this, if it was even real, since she refused to show me the messages). This led to her thinking I was either cheating or had lost attraction for her, and developed into a mental block where I struggled to stay hard with her for a few weeks - leading to several follow-up fights when that fact disappointed her.
Or I can remember how she killed Valentine's Day for me, because I had scheduled a dinner, planned a rose bubble bath, and spent the weekend spoiling her - but I had work on the actual holiday. She would then get passive-aggressive about me not being there with her on a date night with her friends, which would lead to her belittling my efforts because I had not been with her on our first Valentine's Day together, leading to a breakup over text, and me breaking down in the middle of my workday.
Or how our first Thanksgiving together when she had her family over and kicked me out of her house because I had placed my hand on her sister's waist to move past her in the kitchen, and she deemed that flirtatious and inappropriate. Coupled with a conversation about "husband swapping" (which she started), where her sister jokingly agreed. I would end up staying at a Holiday Inn until her family, witnessing her snapping at me, caused them all to head home prematurely, leaving her breaking down in bed and pleading for me to come back.
Remember why you left, and be happy you left that behind. If your woman can get enough of a rise out of you that you're being physical and calling her a b*tch, then it's not a healthy dynamic. This is why it's so important not to get emotional. At this point in my life, I've dealt with and witnessed enough bad behavior from women that I'm not surprised by anything. All I can do is decide how I want to react to it, and move forward accordingly. I don't pick fights if I don't see a benefit to winning.
My dad, who divorced his first wife due to infidelity on her part, had a saying: You can be right all the way to divorce court.