I am very impressed with all of your responses. Thank you all. It's very comforting knowing that others have experienced this pain, or at least know what it tastes like. For a long time I felt like the only one. I have smart people in my family, who have told me similar things, all of which I respect and try to bring in... When those lessons or thoughts are given out by strangers, it almost means more, cause I feel they are not biased and/or simply intended to make me feel better, despite their truthfulness.
My ex and her new husband are both cheaters, that much is true. Whether that matters, I don't know. I actually attended a support group that was run by two individuals who had both left their spouses for each other and were incredibly happy and content. I almost think that did more harm than good, in that, I saw a life that worked. Now they both were regretful, but they also had great reasons for doing what they did, or at least they thought so. As the spurned, it was tenuous at best. I am positive my ex has long since justified and rejustified, putting the wrapping and bow onto any past trauma that could sneak up, about why she had to leave, and do so in the manner she did. She is a cold cold woman though, that much I saw, from her and her family. There are many different things she could have done to have made it less selfish, but she could not be bothered with those. In the end, our marriage was treated, at least in my point of view, similarly to ending a HS relationship. I was with you, now I'm with him. "He's my perfect person. Oh by the way, I want all our stuff, and the house."
Ugh, I guess at my core, I was too naive, thinking, not that I was some amazing, guy... quite the opposite, but moreso that I would only align myself with people who wouldn't do that, or at least have compassion for a fellow human being, who had lived and loved them for years. I didn't really see divorce or separation when I was younger, a true blessing indeed, but was completely unprepared for it, especially so early in my marriage. I also lost my mother when I was very young, and did not I guess get the proper education on what to look for in a potential spouse. My ex was always too cool for school, while I was this total dork. She and I continued to solidify those social constructs, and I adored her and got my self worth out of the reality that she wanted me, or at least appeared to. Wrong I know, so when she left, for another man, who she billed as the greatest thing, I was left feeling lower than low! A dangerous game I played, and lost. You just never know I suppose, and even today, in spite of everything that has happened, I still have such a difficult time saying that she is some horrible person... This is a girl whose hand I held every night while we fell asleep. Whose forehead I kissed every day. I thought I had someone completely different, I guess, I hope. I pray it wasn't really me who pushed her away, although I know she believes that, and she's made a lot of other people believe that.