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I’m not even sure why I’m posting this again—it feels redundant—but I need to get it out. I absolutely loathe the snow, the winter, and everything else that serves as a reminder of him... Is anyone else dealing with this?
It’s the same pattern: I step outside, walk through the city, and suddenly I'm flooded with every good memory we ever had. But honestly? I’m starting to think there’s no point in holding onto them. These memories aren't helping; they just leave me aching for someone who isn't there. Does anyone actually have a cure for this?🙂
It’s the same pattern: I step outside, walk through the city, and suddenly I'm flooded with every good memory we ever had. But honestly? I’m starting to think there’s no point in holding onto them. These memories aren't helping; they just leave me aching for someone who isn't there. Does anyone actually have a cure for this?🙂