I can totally relate. The way I dealt with it, and am still dealing with it, is by removing all objects or reminders of the person. Like I trashed, deleted, and burning anything reminding me of her (safely). I called my friends and *****ed to them about it. I doubled up on sessions with my therapist. But the first year of no-contact, even though I initiated it, was the absolute worst. Netflix movies and physical exercise was what helped me survive. I started realizing that the more I thought about her, the less I thought about myself. And that helped me shift a little bit.
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“Its a question of discipline, when you’ve finished washing and dressing each morning, you must tend your planet.”--Antoine De Saint Exupery
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