I wish I could fast forward through this part
I completely relate to that feeling. I read something on limerance early after NC and I thought well OK, the intrusive thoughts and incomprehensible feelings are chemical, I just need to run down the shot clock. That didn't work for me, although I know for some people time itself does help.
Can I help reframe a bit, as someone who also suffered and is almost a year out of it? I see now that it was a liminal period. It's an interesting anthropology concept that describes the state of being not in one time of life and not yet being in another. You don't know what you are becoming but you can't go back to the old way, and there is no clear path. It's a disoriented time. (Liminal is an uncommon word but easy and useful concept - look it up on wikipedia. As a side note if you know a high school senior applying to college, or a college grad who hasn't found a job, a "Liminal State" sweatshirt is a funny gift. But I digress.)
I would not welcome going back to that time of life. Some days were a bit better, others were worse, and some were nearly unbearable. But the desperation of the worst days forced me to explore things that new. Poetry, reading the Bible, going to church every day, making a friend I would not have otherwise made, coming to depend on and trust my husband. None of those things was a magic fix (although when I finally opened up to my husband and learned I could trust him, that was close to a magic fix and marked the beginning of the end), but all of them had a place in helping me through that time.
I don't know what you will find to hang on to during your time. Maybe you will travel, work in a soup kitchen, listen to different kinds of music, exercise, renew or deepen a relationship with a friend or family member, meditation practice, eat for health, get into nature and try birding. You might try a bunch of stuff that doesn't work, or works some days but not others, and you might be rejected when you reach out to people. The search is poignant and important. If I had any advice I'd say to look for beauty. Beauty is healing.
You also can't expect it to just happen. Some days there was relief but other days I had to experience the misery to prompt looking. Expect and accept that it won't be solved easily or quickly.
You should take care with things that are destructive. Excessive drinking, drugs, excessive unhealthy eating, opening up to untrustworthy people (another AP), those are all things you don't want to turn to. I exercised to excess because intense exercise bordering on painful reliably cleared my mind. I ended up with a nasty injury that is taking a long while to heal. That's not the worst thing in the world - just be careful with what you turn to.
Now, almost a year later, the feelings are totally gone, I don't have intrusive thoughts, and I have a good understanding of what happened and why. And I still have - poetry, the Bible, church, my friend, (and the injury!) Most importantly for me, relying on and trusting my husband. When I read the first line of the beatitudes I feel deep gratitude for the suffering I experienced, and for coming out of it. I never understood the beatitudes before. All those things I wouldn't have without the misery.
I hope that helps. I feel for you in your anguish. I hope you find a way through it that is healthy and not destructive.
[This message edited by Pippin at 4:24 PM, November 13th (Wednesday)]