Sometimes I think leaving and surviving a PD marriage makes us more free than normal free

I'm glad you're done, and have some peace from the drama and abuse.
My divorce was final when I turned 42, and I was certain (after two failed marriages) that I was done. I have a wonderful S12, a great job, am trying to finish a degree, and remember clearly one day when I was walking my dog, thinking: I made it. I'm free. I'm me. And I'm great

I don't want or need a relationship, and there's no need for one.
It was the most peaceful, calm, and centered I remember ever feeling in my life. Like I had accomplished something that no one else could really see. Just me, and my whole big self.
Only people who survive abuse can understand that feeling.