Well, you are not alone in the ache of starting over and letting go. A lot of women (including myself - took me ten years to leave the sob). I also thought oh no - the best years of my life - my beauty - my career - my income....!
After four years away from it all, I found myself, my freedom, and realized that I am still beautiful and have a much stronger costitution than I would have ever belived in 7years ago.
I also agree with another answer to your post suggesting therapy. I found an excellent female psycologist and remained diligent and honest in my expensive sessions. I required her to play hard ball with me, because I know I needed to grow quickly. She used her instincts with me as she saw fit, and I am thankful for her not always playing hard ball.
She also coached me during the final aspects of seperation (our relationship was not considered common-law marriage because we resided in NJ). However, I was able to find the right loopholes with legal advice from esquires who practice family law. Because we presented as husband and wife, and his father always introduced me as his daughter-in-law, I had him. A few letters from some resturant hostesses and bartenters and One phone call to his father from a lawyer was all I needed to regain some of my assests. (my payroll check stubs were used to refinace the father's business). Couldn't touch my ex, but I got his father to make him move, and move quick on liquid assessts.
About the dog. I am an animal lover, and never had children. But, you have to go into yourself and ask, 'is it about the dog, or does the dog give me an excuse to contact my ex?. My ex and I had six dogs, but this was the one and only area we did not fight. But, I had to realize that he was using the dogs to contact me. So I arranged for a middle person pick up. This was on the advice of my psycologist, and I know it was in the best interest to keep him away from me while I worked and me.
The work, the pain, the financial loss, the time, all of it was not wasted. I am who I want to be and not what he wanted me to be.
You will be fine - Marion