I feel your pain. I really do. I keep thinking how nice it'll be when I'm out of the house, then realize it won't be a bed of roses, even when I have my daughters over to stay. I can't tell you how long to keep the faith. I know that for me I'm really hoping I don't date until I've filed, and perhaps until the D is final. I don't think I'd be very comfortable looking in the mirror if I date before then.
That's going to be really tough, because I'm the same way you are. If anything, I need more affection/sex then ever. That's why leaving was so damn hard to do. It's as if I was a man dying of thirst, who finds an oasis, only to decide to move back into the desert. Horrible metaphor!
You sound like you're in a really healthy place in regards to your H. The loneliness just sucks.
