I found out that in a weird way, being very very busy and not being able on my own misery helps greatly.

I don't overanalyze every teeny weeny symptom... and am forced just to go with the flow... and eventually, it passes.

Lately there are days when I don't spend any time at all focusing on my effed up ness... unless you count living somewhat healhy life and making right choices as part of the "recovery". Likely not. It's just life.