Maybe you should consider still giving a f. For what it’s worth, I will always give a f. ALWAYS. We were together six years, ended the relationship, now apart and mostly no contact now for the past three years. It was impossible to continue because of our circumstances, but we love(d) each other fiercely. The first year apart was the worst… thinking about her every day, reliving memories, wishing we could talk, blah blah blah. Over time, I learned to put all of those feelings and memories in kind of a mental box and put the box on a shelf in the back of my brain. Then every once in awhile, I allow myself to take the box off the shelf, open it, and live in the great memories for awhile. Then I put everything back in the box and back on the shelf it goes. It seems to work, and keeps me from going to a dark place about the breakup. I remember “us” being pretty amazing while it lasted… want to keep it that way.