Hey Bic Mac, well I can tell you this. My WAW dropped the bomb on me the end of April in the apartment we lived in for 17 years. So once she moved out, and I was left alone in there...with blank walls, boxes everwhere, stuff disassembled, etc...it was torture. But because our lease wasn't up until the end of June I had to stay there for two months...and all of this was fresh to me back then. Now at least nothing phases me...I figure it can't get any worse than it is now. But I can relate. It's almost symbolic how the home we built together was being disassembled. It was awful having to live there. Now that I've been in my own place for a little over a month...I will say it is a bit easier but it still hurts. The memories don't stay in the dwelling, they come with you. Of course my WAW left me everything...from forks to all the furniture and everything in between. So there's memories all over the place. Even worse, she's actually been here a few times and spent the night here a few times. In a way I draw some sort of weird comfort from that though. I guess that's just what a broken-hearted person does, seek comfort in anything.
So I don't want you to think it's smooth sailing once you're away from the marital home...there's still many nights I cry myself to sleep. However it is a bit easier because you do develop your own routines and things...it's just hard to do them when every damn things you see, smell, and hear everyday reminds you of WAW. Of course this is still new to me though too, only just over a months here so I'm sure it will keep getting easier. Hang tough my friend, you are not alone in your heartbreak and gut-wrenching sorrow.
ME: 43 W:44 M 13 years on 5-5-01 T 18 years BD 4/27/14 D papers served 5/5/14 (how appropriate a date) WAW moved out 5/12/14 Papers filed 6/27/14 Divorce granted 07/17/14 Our marriage ends 11/17/14