So I dropped off the ex's stuff today. I was no contact with her for over a year now, and I filed. Long story short, she said a lot of hateful things during our separation, and her family did as well.

Anyways, I've been in therapy working on myself and I had made note of milestones. Returning her stuff is one of them.

I actually thought I'd be happy, but when I saw her as she opened the door to collect her things, I didn't see the woman who lied to me, who constantly fought with me and whom I want to never see again... I saw the woman I fell in love with.

For context: short marriage, no kids.

I have been ridiculing myself for not feeling joy at the milestone and I can't figure out what the hell is the matter.

Please help, and I insist, be honest and cuss me out if you have to.