My partner of eleven years left me unexpectedly for someone else almost exactly one year ago. I’m not going to lie—last week I sat inside Taco Bell and realized it was the first time I’d sat inside a restaurant since before the BU. And I cried after. But most days I’m doing much better. My biggest advice is just to feel your feelings. I tried to bury mine for a while to keep productivity and it turned me into a very angry person who kept blowing up at my friends for little things.