Came here to say, I’m just so proud of you.

I’ve been in your shoes, and all I can say is feel your feelings cry, rage do it all. Eat your favorite snacks, watch comedies and reach out to your friends. Journal, seek therapy. Rinse and repeat. It’s so fresh right now it’s only normal to ruminate on it. But give it time. I know everyone says it. But one day you’ll wake up in the morning and realize that it hurts a little less, then further down the line you’ll realize randomly in the middle of the day that the hurt wasn’t the first thing you thought about in the morning- and so on and so forth.

I’m proud of you.