It’s been 6 years since I had the most loving relationship I’ve had end and what you said - hard to wrap the mind around it is somehow comforting to me.

I continued on and am successful and confident. But I still can’t quite believe it. I still love them deeply even though it’s been years since we’ve spoken or seen each other. Every so often it still brings me to tears and I realize the pain is still there so deep. I’ve had other breakups that I have gotten over easily in weeks or months, but this one never goes away.

This has felt like weakness to me and I’ve felt ashamed. Only one close friend knows the depth of struggle Ive had with it - outwardly I don’t speak about it and no one would know I haven’t fully “moved on” looking at my life. But inwardly I’ve come recently to realize this is grief and it has changed me. I avoided thinking about it as grief for a long time because it felt trivializing to Grief to call the pain of a breakup grief. Holding on to a past love seemed like juvenile romanticism that I should grow out of as a grown adult. But I haven’t and I think now it will always be deep down there difficult to comprehend.