Antikid,
I, too, am sorry that you're having to go through a divorce. You said you know you'll get through this, and I can already tell by your "voice" that you're right.
Sometimes it helps to hear other people's divorce stories (sometimes just to know you're in a BIG boat full of people who have faced a similar situation, other times to actually read a worse story...in a twisted way, it makes us feel good about ourselves when we can say, 'I might be in a tight spot right now, but at least I didn't have to face what SHE did!' -- like how many of us feel when we read TMC), so I'll briefly share mine.
I chose to remain a virgin until I married at age 25, and wouldn't you know the sicko cheated on me after only 11 months of marriage.
I met my second husband at work when I was about 29, and we married almost two years later. That's the one who hit me and was more verbally cruel than Satan on the rag. We divorced two years ago.
Now, at 36, I too have thrown myself into the best shape I've ever been in, I got a bunch of new girl friends (mostly through a rowdy, wine-drinking Bunko group made up of professional women ages 25-45), I've settled into a CF mindset, got an even better job, have taken up racquetball and tennis, and I really enjoy my life. I'd be lying if I say I don't get lonely sometimes, but I'm lucky enough to still have both parents, and they live only six miles from me, so I can either go visit them, call up a friend for drinks/dinner, treat myself to the same (I LOVE treating myself to dinner or a movie), or ... oh yeah ... get together with my boyfriend. I sure do love the boyfriend of nearly 8 months, but I try to enrich my own life without him in many ways to offer us both a more fulfulling "together" time and so as not to become dependent on him for my own entertainment or enrichment.
There were a couple of things that kept me positive as I faced my two divorces, and the most important thing was that I didn't have to put any children through the same. "Thank you, God, for not 'blessing' me with children" became my divorce mantra. Other things were my friends, family, and the power of hopping a plane for new adventures to get my mind off the present situation.
Oh, I cried pretty hard a few times, especially in the first couple of weeks and months that followed the initial filing. But I had cried harder and more often being in that marriage -- abused physically and mentally, feeling like someone was eating a bit of my soul away every day I woke up in that house.
Good luck, Anti, as you get through this. Better times and better people await you in your near future.