Same here. My husband's happiness was my priority< and I usually ask what the old wh@re does for him that i wasn't able to do....
All my memories have been wrapped into a bubble wrap and put away in the box. Moving into a new home helps quite a lot, not to be reminded. At the moment I do keep thinking what good we could have had, but then it all becomes into anger when I realise, that all we ever wanted to do together and places to go, he does it with his wh@re. This is the moment when the anger turnes into a rage and if either of them were near me I'd probably would smash their heads like pumpkin with baseball bat. And I cry again.
I hate these moments, so I work hard not to think back, not to think of him at all and no to get angry. I thought cutting my wrists was very helpful to deal with pain, but when the question of being sectioned nearly became a reality I realized how much harm I was doing to myself. I was left malnourished, covered in scars and alone.
Right now I take ages to eat (but gradually i put my weight back on), I enjoy my work again, and I started seeing somebody.
So ladies after all that rubbish i wrote above let me just suggest: SAY NO TO MEMORIES!!!! STUCK THEM IN A HUGE WOODEN BOX, NAIL IT UP, AND LEAVE FOR YOUR KIDS OR GRANDKIDS.
I'm so glad you were not successful at cutting your wrists. That makes it to easy for him. Then he wouldn't even have to go through the divorce process.
I am taking your advice and wrapping up those memories and shoving them in a dark corner of the attic. Take care yourself!