Break ups are difficult. I don't feel we ever forget the people we'd chosen to love. Eventually, from my own personal experience, I've learned, there's an acceptance that something about each of those relationships wasn't healthy for me, probably wasn't healthy for them, either. Was there something from each of them, that's added value to my life? Yes. Can there be more than one kindred spirit? I believe so.
I've found it's a grieving process, and sorting through what were my hopes and what was reality, helps with that process.

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