I think detach has become a new curse word in my head, lol. It's so counter-intuitive to detach from someone you considered your other half. It's like asking you to detach from your arm, your leg or your heart. It's preposterous on its' face but then when you realize you have to do this or you will get sucked down, you force yourself.
For now I try to put it in medical terms since that is the lingo I am used to. If a limb is diseased you may have to have pieces removed or even the whole limb amputated to save the body. Now let's get all science fiction here. Let's pretend that limb can be temporarily severed and sent off to a treatment facility where it can possibly be salvaged and healed. While it's off being worked on you find a way to go through your day to day life without this previously necessary limb. You adapt to the point where your entire function is back to baseline and you find you can not only survive but thrive without this limb. Maybe the limb ends up being salvaged and they return it. You can either reattach it or continue functioning just fine without it.
Too gruesome? Maybe, but it's the imagery I am using presently to self soothe.
M 10yrs T 13yrs BD #1Oct 2015-PA between WAH and COW BD #2 April 2016-WH resumed PA, she broke it off Jan 2 2017 WH says he wants divorce April '17-Letting go 2018 D busted DD8, DS6, DS3