It's taken me a long time and I'm not totally there yet. It's been a little over three years and my mind still sometimes takes me back to where I don't want to go. I still go to IC, not so much to talk about what happened, but to learn more about myself, why I was so attracted to a complete narcissist, why I settled for so little in my marriage, and how to parent my children with what we like to call a "lower muppet" around these parts.
I'm not full of sadness or sorrow every day anymore. I can hear about xwh and the slunt without wanting to puke up a lung, I don't cry nearly as much, I've weeded out all negative people in my life and surround myself with only good, safe people these days. I still struggle with being a single mom, but am learning to embrace that role more and try to remember that things can always be a lot worse. So, I guess there's been some progress.
There is no way, unfortunately, of getting around the fact that this is a significant trauma. I can't even imagine having it happen once, rebuilding trust, believing in him again, and having him rip the rug out with the same bullshit 6 years later. I can imagine the anger would increase ten fold, but so would the hurt. The level of betrayal is so hard to wrap your head around.
What I've learned is that NB is all about baby steps, healing, growing, grieving, and making the rest of your life look the way you want. Dating can be a part of that when you're ready. But, it's so much more than that. People here do all sorts of things, big and small, and we all celebrate the big and small triumphs. People go back to school, change jobs, switch careers, relocate, take up new hobbies and resurrect old, redecorate, paint, take a class, travel, volunteer, read, join a gym, etc., etc.
This pain will fade, but I think it will always leave a scar. It will always be something that you survived, but, in time, the role it plays in your life will diminish more and more.
Don't rush through it. Process, breathe, and focus on your healing. It will happen.