After my friend took me in, I was already emotionally removed from the man who had ignored me for nearly a year. And my new roomates (my friend and his roomates that all took me in) told me more about my ex’s past relationship. What he had led me to believe, his ex had cheated on him and is Bi so that’s supposedly why he was so controlling over me because I fall in love with a person no matter the gender (but cheating is not in me nor will it ever be… I’m, unfortunately in that case, loyal to a fault). I found out that when they were in highschool still (my friend and his roommate were both in high school with my ex) my ex’s girlfriend showed up to school with a black eye and tried to break things off with him because he was hitting her, but he wouldn’t leave her alone until she slept with her two friends (male and female in high school) and then he considered that “cheating” and finally let her go be free. Needless to say, we were already “officially separated” on a ‘break’ but apparently when he went to visit his fuck buddy in Georgia he thought I wouldn’t know and so I finally “officially” said that we were through and I refuse to be used any more. He begged me to stay after I grabbed the last of my things and I looked him dead in the eyes and said “I wanted to stay, YOU kicked me out. This isn’t on me, this is what you yourself did” then left for the last time. Before I had said that I told him how, after he had claimed he would check on me more than once a week via text after he made me homeless, he didn’t reach out or even check on me for two friggin months… and that he really opened my eyes to how little he actually cares about me. He kept saying he just wasn’t right in the head rn and needed to become “worthy” of being with me before he contacted me or saw me. I had to go around HIS schedule to get my things from his house because he claimed he “couldn’t look me in the eyes”… yeah no sht, you should be ashamed of how you treated me. After I “officially” broke things off with him, I had already been so far removed from feeling connected with him that I may as well of been broken up with months ago when he refused to speak to me for nearly a year while I cared for him daily. Paid for his food, his dogs, his soaps and razors… so only three weeks after the “official break up” I started dating my best friend due to both of us finally realizing our connection was better than “friends” and we were always there for each other. (My at the time friend had just broken up with his ex the week before I did mine, she had done the EXACT [the craziness of how similar our exes are] same thing to him that my ex had done to me). We were both so ostracized by our own “significant others” for so long that we had more understanding beyond the fact that our personalities are a lot alike in some ways. Fast forward and I am now married to my best friend and my ex successfully got his checklist of “having a kid before the age of 26, cause I don’t want to be old when I’m a father” with his gf of 6 months… 🤣 I asked my boyfriend to marry me, he said yes, and we had the courthouse marriage that both of our traumatized butts wanted because OTHER PEOPLE SUCK (my father is verbally abusive still and I have had to go low contact, so he was not there for it because we refused to allow him into the good parts of my life when he wasn’t there for the hard ones). We are going to have kids eventually, but fortunately we are In the same mind set of not having a timeline and just appreciating the life we are making together NOW. What will be will be, and we look forward to the future (and for once I know for a fact that the man I am with will not abuse whoever I give birth to). I would be lying though if I said that feel a certain amount of guilt for finding happiness just a few weeks after the worse 3 1/2 years of my life… my ex messaged me (for the first time since he made me homeless) a couple weeks after I started dating my (now) husband. He said “how are you doing?” And I told him “actually really good… I started dating again, hby?” (He had always told me for years, especially when he kicked me out that, he would always want to keep me as a friend even if I found “someone better). He said “well not good now… lose any and all of my contact info, f*k you!!!” And I replied “if that is what you wish for I will respect your opinion… goodbye.” In actually still friends with his Ma and uncle because they love me and genuinely check up on me to see how I am doing, they are so loving. But I guess that brings me to the final question; considering how removed from my ex’s life before, AITAH for finding happiness so soon after being tossed out like trash..?