The Relationship I Thought Would Break Me Became the Reason I Finally Chose Myself
Written by Zeljka Cacic-Escalera, Transformation Coach
Zeljka is a transformation coach and founder of Day One with Zeljka. She coaches ambitious women through personal and professional change using mindset work, self-leadership, and the body-mind connection. Her mission is to help you take your power back and create a life that finally feels like yours.
Have you ever experienced something that you were convinced would break you, only to look back years later and realize that it changed the direction of your life? There are experiences we desperately wish we could undo. Relationships we wish we had never entered, decisions we wish we had made differently, and chapters of our lives that we would rather forget. At the time, it can feel impossible to imagine that anything good could ever come from them.
But sometimes life works in ways we cannot understand while we are living through them.
Sometimes the experience that hurts us the most becomes the experience that finally forces us to face a truth we have been avoiding. Not because the pain was necessary, or because what happened was somehow meant to happen, but because we eventually decided to use that experience as a catalyst for change.
This is what happened to me.
When you know something isn't right, but you stay anyway
When this chapter of my life began, I was already unhappy in my marriage. I knew that something was missing, and deep down I knew that I was no longer living the life I wanted. But I was not brave enough to leave. Instead of facing that truth and making a difficult decision, I created a parallel life.
Around that same time, I had started changing my relationship with myself. I lost a significant amount of weight, started kickboxing, and began feeling stronger and more confident in my own body. Kickboxing became an important part of my life, and it was also where I met another man. What started between us was an affair.
From the very beginning, there was a part of me that knew this would not have a good ending. I knew that what I was doing was not aligned with the person I wanted to be. I never wanted to be a cheater, and I never wanted to hurt the person I was married to.
At the same time, this man gave me something I had been missing in my marriage. He gave me attention. He made me feel wanted. When you are emotionally disconnected from your partner, receiving something you have been longing for can make it very difficult to see the situation clearly.
I felt conflicted almost all of the time. I knew it wasn't right, and I tried to end it multiple times. But every time I tried to create distance, the relationship seemed to find its way back into my life.
When leaving becomes harder than making the decision
There is an important part of this story that I think deserves to be told honestly. I take responsibility for the choices I made. I chose to enter the affair, and I chose to stay in it for far longer than I should have. I also eventually chose to leave my marriage because I could no longer continue living a life built around lies.
But ending the relationship I had entered into became much more complicated than simply making the decision to walk away.
He would not accept my attempts to end things. He would show up at my workplace and continue texting me over and over again. Even after I moved into my own apartment, he would sometimes appear there.
I would try to end the relationship, feel certain that I was done, and then find myself pulled back into the same cycle.
Looking back, I understand that there were two very different things happening at the same time. There were choices that were mine to own, and there were things happening that I could not control.
Learning to distinguish between the two became an important part of eventually finding my way out.
The decision I thought would lead to freedom
After two years, I finally left my marriage. At the time, I believed that making that decision would bring me freedom. I had spent so long living between two worlds, carrying guilt, secrecy, and the constant emotional conflict of knowing that my life was no longer aligned with who I wanted to be.
But leaving my marriage was never about choosing the other man. It was about wanting to get off the emotional carousel I had been living on for so long. I was exhausted from constantly going back and forth between hope, guilt, disappointment, longing, and the feeling that I was never really free.
I had hoped that once I was finally single, the situation with the other man would become clear. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I believed that perhaps he would eventually leave his wife and choose me. But he didn't. He stayed with his wife, and I found myself even sadder than before.
I had left my marriage believing that I was finally moving toward freedom, yet I was still caught in a relationship that I couldn't seem to leave. I tried several times to end it, but the cycle continued. Every time I thought I had finally found the strength to walk away, something would pull me back in.
Eventually, I reached a point where I felt completely trapped. I remember asking the universe for an exit strategy. I didn't know what that would look like. I just knew that I could no longer continue living this way.
Sometimes the answer arrives in a form you didn't expect
Not long after that, I received a job offer in Tyrol, Austria, a region in the Alps that I had dreamed of living in for years.
At first, the opportunity felt overwhelming. It meant leaving the country I knew, my family, my friends, and everything familiar. I was already emotionally exhausted, and moving to another country felt like another enormous loss. But at the same time, something inside me knew.
Tyrol was about 600 kilometres away from where I was living, and I knew that physical distance would make it much harder for the relationship to continue in the same way. For the first time, I could see a real possibility of creating enough space to finally break the cycle.
I also knew that I had always dreamed of living in the mountains. There was something about that opportunity that felt bigger than just a job. It felt like life was opening a door that I had not been brave enough to open myself. So I said yes.
At the time, I didn't see it as the beginning of my dream life. I saw it as a way out. But sometimes the door we walk through to escape one life becomes the door that leads us into another.
When distance gives you space to hear yourself again
Moving to Tyrol did not magically make everything better.
I was heartbroken, and I was leaving behind people and places I loved. I was starting again in an unfamiliar environment, carrying a lot of emotional baggage with me. But distance gave me something I had not had for a very long time: space.
Space to breathe. Space to think. Space to experience life without constantly reacting to someone else's presence. Slowly, space to hear my own intuition again.
I had spent so much time trying to get out of a situation that I had stopped asking myself a more important question, "What kind of life do I actually want?" The answer had been there for years.
I wanted freedom. I wanted adventure. I wanted to live in the mountains. I wanted a life that felt like mine. Suddenly, I was living it.
The pain that finally makes us change
There is something uncomfortable about the way human beings approach change.
We often believe that knowing something is wrong should be enough to make us change it. But it isn't.
We can know for years that a relationship isn't healthy. We can know that a career no longer fulfills us. We can know that we are living according to someone else's expectations rather than our own. Still, we stay.
We adapt. We rationalize. We tell ourselves that things might get better. We wait for a better time. We convince ourselves that the discomfort we are experiencing is still easier than the uncertainty of starting over.
Until eventually, the pain becomes greater than the fear. Sometimes we don't change when we know we should. We change when staying the same becomes too painful. For me, that point eventually arrived.
Although I wish I had found the courage to make different decisions much earlier, I also know that I might never have made them without reaching that level of discomfort.
The people who become our unexpected teachers
Today, I sometimes think about what I call my "asshole angels."
I don't mean that people who hurt us are somehow good for us. They are not. I would never want to romanticize toxic or unhealthy behaviour, or suggest that someone should stay in a situation that is harming them because it might eventually lead somewhere better.
What I mean is something different. Sometimes people enter our lives and, through painful experiences, force us to confront truths we have been avoiding. They can expose where we have abandoned ourselves, show us what we are no longer willing to accept, and push us toward decisions we were previously too afraid to make.
They become unexpected teachers. In my case, this relationship became part of the chain of events that ultimately led me toward a life I had dreamed about but had never been brave enough to pursue.
I don't believe the pain was necessary. I don't believe what happened was somehow justified because something good eventually came from it.
But I do believe that we have a choice in what we do with our experiences. I chose to make something meaningful out of mine.
You don't have to let your past define you
If you have ever been in a toxic relationship, you may recognize some part of this story.
Maybe you stayed longer than you wanted to. Maybe you knew something wasn't right but didn't feel strong enough to leave. Maybe you look back at some of your choices and wonder how you could have allowed yourself to stay in that situation for so long.
Shame rarely helps us move forward. There is a difference between taking responsibility for our choices and punishing ourselves for them forever.
I had to learn that I could acknowledge the things I did not handle well without allowing those choices to become my identity.
My past is part of my story. It is not the definition of who I am. Neither is yours.
Sometimes the life you dream about is on the other side of the decision you fear most
When I look back at that period of my life today, I see it very differently from how I saw it while I was living through it. At the time, I thought I was losing everything.
I was leaving my marriage. I was leaving people I loved. I was moving away from everything familiar. I was heartbroken, uncertain, and afraid. But what I couldn't see at the time was that I was also creating space for something new.
The experience taught me to listen to my intuition. It taught me that staying somewhere because you are afraid to leave is still a choice. It taught me that sometimes we need to stop waiting for another person to change before we change our own lives.
Perhaps most importantly, it taught me that the life we dream about sometimes requires us to make a decision before we feel ready.
The exit strategy I had been asking the universe for didn't arrive in the form I expected. It arrived as a job offer. I had to be brave enough to say yes.
Final thoughts
Maybe you are currently living through a chapter that feels impossible to escape. Maybe you are questioning decisions you have made, or wondering how you will ever find your way back to yourself.
Perhaps you are waiting for the perfect moment to leave, the perfect opportunity to start again, or the courage to finally choose something different.
I don't know what your answer will look like, but I do know that you don't have to see the entire path before taking the first step.
Sometimes the first step is simply admitting the truth. Sometimes it is creating distance. Sometimes it is saying yes to an opportunity that scares you. Sometimes the life waiting for you on the other side looks completely different from the one you imagined.
I once believed that this relationship would break me. Instead, it became part of the journey that eventually led me toward the life I had dreamed about.
Not because the pain was good. Not because I believe everything happens for a reason. Certainly not because I would wish the experience on anyone. But because eventually, I decided to use what happened as a reason to choose myself.
You cannot always choose what happens to you. But you can choose what you do with what happens to you.
Sometimes the chapter you thought would destroy you becomes the chapter that finally gives you the courage to write a different story.
Sometimes, the person you thought would be the end of your story becomes nothing more than a chapter that helped you find your way home to yourself.
If this article resonates with you, consider sharing it with someone who may be struggling to find their way out of a difficult chapter. If you are currently standing at a crossroads and would value support navigating a major life transition, I invite you to connect with me on social media or book a discovery call.
You don't have to navigate your next chapter alone.
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Zeljka Cacic-Escalera, Transformation Coach
Zeljka is a transformation coach and founder of Day One with Zeljka, with a professional background in international corporate and consulting environments. Years of working in high-performance, results-driven settings shaped her deep understanding of pressure, self-doubt, and identity loss behind outward success. Today, she bridges business acumen with mindset work, self-leadership, and the body-mind connection to support ambitious women through meaningful change. Her mission is to help you take your power back and create a life that finally feels like yours.
