I look normal. That’s the problem. I go to work, I talk, I laugh at things I don’t even find funny anymore, I function like a completely fine person. But none of it follows me home.
At night, it’s just me and someone who doesn’t exist in my life anymore (married now), gone for good, living a story I’m not part of. No contact. No maybe. No future version where this makes sense again. Just me, still emotionally parked in a place that stopped existing years ago.
I’ve tried deleting photos, blocking reminders, tried to replace them with new people, new places, new routines. But nothing replaces a person your mind/heart refuses to forget. Oh I love them, will I ever forget them?
Then morning comes and I reset and go to work again like nothing happened.