It gets better...
My dearest squirrels,
First and foremost, I enjoyed reading your eloquent post. Well written.
Secondly, I don't envy what you are going through right now. Been there, done that, put it behind me, and never looked back.
The feelings of loss, confusion, anger, hurt, and depression become debilitating. Worse yet is the physical pain in your chest area - it almost feels like there is a permanent knife stuck in there, occasionally being twisted amid shear agony.
Then of course there are the questions - all the "Whys." Add to that all the scenario running through your mind - all the things you could have done differently, all the things you can do now to right the situation. Sometimes the pain feels better than this insanity going through your mind.
The good news, what you're experiencing right now is not love. I believe you already know that, but I know sometimes doubts arise.
Virtually every human being, has experienced or will experience what you are currently going through - the rub is right now it's hard to see this, it feels like you are the only one going through it.
I remember when I went through it myself. I remember the insanity I was living... going from the height of ecstasy to the depth of despair, and back up again, often times in the same day.
It became so that I couldn't function anymore, and all areas of my life suffered.
Finally, I had to cut the supplier from my life.
I thought the pain would get better with that the decision. But it only became worse. I fell into a bad depression. I became cynical, angry, resentful, jaded. I didn't like who I had become. I wondered if I would ever recover, if I would ever be the same again.
Time went by. The first three months were hell. All I did from the moment I woke to the moment I slept was chain smoke. I couldn't work, be around friends or family, or socialize in any way.
One day, I looked around and noticed how my life had fallen apart around me, and I started back on the road to rebuilding my life. It took another four months, but one evening I stopped in my track and noticed that an entire day had passed me by without a thought of the object of my desire and pain had popped into my mind.
From there thoughts of her and the feeling fade more and more everyday, until one day you realize that there is absolutely no more feeling left. For me, I had to put this to the test. To know for sure...
I called her up and set up a dinner date. I was in shock, to say the least. There was absolutely no feeling or emotion towards her at all. I was actually a bit sad - how can someone who only a few months ago meant more to you in the world than anything else, and today you're not even interested in carrying a conversation.
I knew I was over her and that craving. I was finally free, and knock on wood, have not experienced it since. I believe it's like the chicken pox - you only get it once (assuming you see it to the end and learn from it what needs to be learned).
But I have also experienced the real stuff - the real love. And when I compare both types of loves, it is easy to see that the first type with it's ugly addictions is the fake stuff. The real stuff doesn't have all those awful side effects.
Again my friend, I don't envy you. But I know you'll make it through and become a better person for it. And to answer your question, yes... you will recover!
MotU
P.S. As an addendum to this post, I would like to mention that if you do choose to meet with her sometime in the future when you are positive you are completely over her, then meet her only once and cut her from your life forever after that. You meet her more than once and it means that you truly aren't over her, and you will fall back into the old cycle.