I was with my wife for 22 years. Tbh, separating is a relief to me. I've spent the last 22 years considering her every waking moment and never considered myself much, it was a very one sided relationship which persisted for about 22 years too long.
I'd advise against drinking and dating, instead seek out healthy activities like cycling, running, rowing, walking, travel, being with friends, finding some clubs or organised events. Whatever makes you happy and will help you mentally.
I'm with my children as much as possible, I relish every second with them and am making such an effort to just be present and give them cuddles and listen to them talk about absolute mindless Minecraft trivia, I have really focused on creating a calm oasis for them.
It's so bittersweet.
I suddenly found myself having to start again. Rent a house. Buy towels, sheets and plates... It's like being a teenager leaving home and I've tried to make it fun with with the children. Buying stuff and making the house pretty.
That said.
I see other men, their families, their wives, their smiles and happy go.lucky vibes and I feel a keen sense of loss, of being a failure, of failing to provide "the life" for my children, and I'll feel waves of despair crash upon me. I'll second guess every decision that has led me here, and every one I am making now, and I'll have pangs of doubt and worry, worry about my children , worry above my to be ex wife, and quickly I am led into a valley of darkness.
But what can I do but carry on.
I just have to rebuild. I have to just try and not be a dick, not be resentful, not really think about all the multitude of little decisions that led me here, and only think about the ones I can make now that will let me try and minimise the trauma on our children and let me be my best self after 22 years of only really thinking about her needs.
I don't have any answers.