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The best advice anyone gave me was, if some thoughts seem to be overwhelming, just ignore them for the time being. You can delay worrying about stuff - not forever, but you don't have to consume yourself with how you're going to cope with X today. Leave that to next month and just drop the worry entirely.
I sort of wish I had been forced to move out. Instead, she volunteered to move out as part of the split of things, I'm left with all the house and furniture and color schemes and wallpaper etc. that I only half picked out or in some cases didn't pick out at all. Stuck in a life I only half made and am partly disgusted by, is a strange feeling and bits of it remain even years later. I hate my dishes for example. As a pretty fierce individualist I would prefer to have my own choices around.
You can say oh damn back to apartment life, or you can say, thank god I don't have to try to maintain the lifestyle that we built together, because it turns out that was sort of bogus; and I am suddenly granted the wonderful luck of not having that sort of reminder everywhere I look and the favor of building a life that is fresh and new and all my own.
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