Yesterday, I went to my ex’s wedding, with my husband. We laughed and cheered with the crowd, wished them well as we hugged good-bye.
But seeing him standing there, radiating that same smile I once knew so well… hit me harder than I expected.
It made me wonder: how do we actually get over someone we once loved? Or do we just learn how to carry it better?
When we ended things, I was broken and tried everything: running, boxing, glow-up diets, blocking him everywhere, deleting photos, journaling. And honestly? I don’t know if any of it really fixed me. Maybe I just got used to the ache.
If you’ve been through it: What actually helped you move on?
What’s your story? (Feel free to DM if you’re more comfortable sharing privately.)
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