I broke up with my partner and yeah, it was the right decision. But it still cost me something.
Not really the person… but the version of them I had in my head. I lost the idea of what we could’ve been. The good moments, the comfort, the feeling that this was going somewhere. Even if it wasn’t real in the long run, it still felt real at the time. That’s the part that’s hard to let go of. My mind keeps going back to the nice memories and kind of ignores why I left in the first place. So sometimes it feels like I lost something amazing, when I know it wasn’t that simple.I just didn’t expect that I’d have to grieve this version of them too.
Trying to remind myself that missing something doesn’t mean it was right for me.
Has anyone else been through this? Can anyone help me navigate it?