Sometimes divorces are liberating places.
Yes, I miss having my boys around 24/7 but other than that, I'm in a much better place, emotionally, mentally, physically, financially, but also realize that the type of abusive relationship I was in is not normal and not something most people experience.
Like others, I lost friends, or more truthfully, discovered that some people I thought were friends weren't, and found others, I went through tough times, sleeping on the floor on a blow up mattress with nothing but boxes and empty closets in my apartment, I had to deal with people not understanding why it happened and casting their judgement on my situation.
Fortunately, I had an excellent therapist that helped me realize the truth and find a place where I once again liked myself. When that happened, everything got easier because no matter where I was or who I was with, I liked at least one person there, and that was me.