I had a lovely evening with an ATF recently who is going through a divorce.
I just got done with my divorce a month ago.
Filing for divorce was absolutely the hardest thing I have ever had to do, but it was past any reasonable point of repair so I did the only thing I could which was to set both of us free.
I have learned people will not change, they might alter themselves slightly and/or temporarily however "most" people will revert back to bad habits or traits that another may find completely unacceptable.

I am so used to seeing younger hotter ladies that when I see who us interested in me from s dating site my reaction us no way! Sad and shallow but it's true!

It's been my experience that the best medicine is the passage of time. Looking back feeds the pain, but not looking back is impossible. As time passes though, you look back less and less until the pain goes, if not extinct, becomes more and more manageable. As time passes you meet new friends and lovers, and accomplish the goals you originally set, while you create new ones to a achieve. If you don't permanently cut all ties the scab comes off each time you make contact and you start to bleed anew. So my advice is that divorce is just that; a permanent severing of the relationship. Move forward and let the passage of time do what it does well...it heals.

I was more reluctant to do it the first time but knew I needed sex so I learned how to play this game.  I guess I also missed the intimacy because the first time I embraced a hooker in Manhattan, skin to skin, my body began to shake from pure need and pleasure.  It never happened before or since and it was amazing.
After the second marriage ended I was relieved to be free of the anger and stress.  I never have missed any of that when waking up.  I'm selfish enough to love living alone.
And I went right back to this new Internet version of the game, which has also allowed me to make a bunch of new friends, both women and men.

I think what you are missing is not necessarily the person you were miserable with, but maybe the intimacy and security he orivuded. I am divorced and I miss the closeness of a woman lying by my side throughout the night. Howeve I would much rather be alone and lonely than being with someone and being linely. Hope that makes sense.

The easiest way to get over someone is, as my mom says, with ”Someone new or something else to do.”
One or both usually does the trick because you find yourself experiencing happiness again and the new stimulation keeps you from missing the old one

And anything that we bought together that was still in the house. Every shirt I had gotten as a Christmas gift, every pair of socks she decided to pick up for me while shopping at Ross. Everything in the kitchen cabinets that we had used to prepare our meals. Everything in the bathroom--towels, the scale, everything was thrown out and replaced new.

When I'm with a provider, I'm not missing my ex-wife.  When I get frustrated with civie dating, I know that I will be seeing a provider soon and it helps me chill out.  My dog helps balance out my emotions, too.  Exes are exes, to hell with them.

WOW, this was a lovely way to describe this and I just texted a snapshot of tis to two of my civvie girlfriends that are "bleeding" a bit now.  
Thank you
xoxoxoxoox

ABSOLUTELY- I told a friend that same thought a few weeks ago...
Being alone and lonely is ok and normal  
laying with somebody you love or loved and feeling alone is damaging to the soul- totally not ok
and yes intimacy that evolves over years of curling toes, snuggling, doing "weird" things for eachother, etc because a habit and having to loose those fun silly things only those two people understood -is a loss besides just missing the person who provided those moments

For the price of a messy divorce, i am thankful i can just rent a girl for a day (a girl who is hotter than I could ever date 'in real life') and end up with more money left over at the end of the year.
Dating and relationships outside of p4p are just hard work. Hookers have spoiled me.
I don't know when I'll change and understand what it's like to wake up missing someone I was miserable with.

I've had my share of relationships that I've stayed in . . . just because I didn't want to be lonely.

20 years was enough.

"I have spoken to just as many men who start hobbying after getting their hearts broken feeling like they want to enjoy a woman but just do not have the emotional resources to give fairly so the hobby is easy and enjoyable- however many men have confided that even the hobby can lead to emotional difficulties when it feels like their new ATF is having real life feelings but when they have to remind themselves- she is being paid to make them feel like that- so its a mind fuck.  
 Several men told me that the ease of the hobby makes dating more difficult."

Time heals all wounds, as they say.  

I ever did in my life because it meant, aside from business travel or that rare vacation without him with us, I wouldn't wake up and see my son every day. It brought me to tears. When I could finally turn onto the road in front of my house and head to my new home, a wave of peace washed over me unlike anything I ever experienced.  
DING DONG THE WITCH IS DEAD, THE QUEEN HAS LOST HER HEAD

It was a long long time ago now.  I fell hard for her.  We went from her telling a friend of mine that I was cute to moving in together in a month.  We were inseperable.  It was intense, I thought she was "the one".  It was a year I will never forget.  It changed who I was into who I am.  I had started saving money for a ring.  Then she cheated on me (unbeknowknst to me until told by a mutual friend months later what had happened) and she broke it off 2 days after Christmas.  I moved out the next day and was devestated.  My future with her which had seemed set was ripped from beneath me and I had no footing.  Granted the month leading up to the breakup was a rough one between business travel, holiday stress, stress of a new job and a few arguements.  For that last month wasnt a picinic.  For the first time our relationship had become "real" with disagreements and as soon as it wasn't all sweetness and light, she was gone.

I'd never celebrate the death of my son's mother or anyone for that matter ... except for a monster dressed as a human