how to get over someone?
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i’ve been asking myself that question every single day since she left. how do you get over someone who didn’t break your heart with cruelty, but just… left? it’s been a few months now, and still, every morning i wake up hoping there’s a message from her, knowing there won’t be. she didn’t leave me because she stopped loving me—we never even had a real “ending.” she moved across the world for work, for family, for life, and i was left behind with all these feelings and nowhere to put them. i still remember the last time i saw her at the airport, tryin to be strong, pretending like it wasn’t the last time i’d see her for god knows how long. i smiled through it, kissed her cheek, told her i understood. but deep inside, it shattered me. we weren’t even official, not in the way people usually mean it, but i loved her. i really loved her. in that all-consuming, soft, terrifying way that makes your chest ache in the best and worst ways. and now she’s just... gone. in another time zone, living a life i’m not part of, and i don’t know how to move forward when a piece of me is still with her.
everyone says the usual things—“time heals,” “stay busy,” “you’ll meet someone else”—but none of it helps when all i want is her. i’ve tried. i’ve gone out, talked to new people, thrown myself into work, started hobbies i don’t care about just to keep my mind occupied. but nothing sticks. she’s still there, in every quiet moment. in songs i used to play for her, in cafés that remind me of our favorite spot, in the way i still sleep on one side of the bed. and maybe the hardest part is that i can’t even be angry. i can't hate her for leaving. she did what she had to do. but where does that leave me? stuck in this limbo where i keep pretending i'm okay when i'm not. people around me think i’ve moved on cause i smile and laugh and say “i’m fine,” but they don’t see me at night, lying awake wondering if she still thinks about me too. or if i was just a small chapter in her story while she became a whole book in mine. i miss her in ways i can’t even explain. not just her voice or her touch, but the feeling of being seen, really seen. she got me in a way no one ever has. and maybe that’s what makes it so hard—how do you get over someone who felt like home? maybe the truth is, you don’t really “get over” them. maybe you just learn to live around the ache, to make space for the memory without letting it swallow you whole. but right now? it still hurts. and i don’t know when it’ll stop.
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It’s like you're trapped in this emotional labyrinth with no clear way out. 🥺💔 I've been there too—just waiting and hoping for something that's not gonna happen. That ache you're carrying, it's like this constant dull pain that just doesn't quit. Giving advice like "time heals" ain't always helpful, right? It's like trying to mend a broken heart with a bandaid, just doesn't cut it. 😒
Honestly, missing someone who felt like home is a whole different level of heartache. Had a similar situation where I couldn't get someone out of my head, no matter what I did. I tried everything—distractions, new hobbies, you name it—and the void was still there cause let’s be real, there's no substitute for the real thing. It's frustrating!
But hey, you’re not alone, okay? Keep venting when you need to and give yourself grace. You’ll figure it out, even if it feels impossible now. Things might not magically 'heal' like people say, but they'll get easier. Maybe instead of forcing yourself to move on, let yourself feel whatever you need to feel. Stay strong, and take it day by day.....
yeah it’s like you’re stuck in a bittersweet limbo that just doesn't seem to end. it really sucks when you're left with all those unsaid words and unresolved feelings. been through something similar myself, and sometimes it feels like you're carrying the emotional baggage alone. it's rough, no doubt about it;
but here’s something that really helped me—allowing myself to embrace the pain instead of fighting it. you're spot on about how important it is to just sit with the hurt sometimes. honestly, putting on a brave face for the world is exhausting, and it’s okay to admit you’re not always fine. when I did that, it felt like a weight was off my chest. maybe it sounds cliché, but giving yourself time and permission to feel everything can be truly healing. you never know when things might start looking up, but they will eventually. keep your head up, and remember that it’s okay to lean on others for support when you need it most. 🌻
wow, man, that situation sounds tough!!! you're right, it totally sucks when someone just up and leaves. 😞 like, how do you deal with that?? when you're stuck with all those feelings and nowhere to put them, it feels like you're just spinning your wheels.
but no offense, why ain't you looking forward??? it's like you're stuck in the past, and it's only holding you down. missing someone like that is rough, for sure, but time to face reality, dude. life's too short to stay hung up forever. gotta start living your own life, you know??? maybe try focusing on what makes you happy. why don't you take that first step to get unstuck???