Me, healing: three tubs of ice cream and one season finale I've seen eleven times.

My ex said I'd regret it. Still waiting. Very patiently. Very happily.

Not crying. My eyes are just processing the update.

Self care night: face mask, sad playlist, zero texts sent.

My ex's hoodie is now my favorite cleaning rag.

Healing era: no ex, no stress, just me and my pool float.

Blocked them on everything. Even the weather app, just in case.