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“Get over it.” It feels like that’s what the world is implicitly telling you everyday, doesn’t it? There’s no time to process anything or to *really* feel all of your emotions. No, there’s always that looming assignment, the upcoming deadline, the social obligations, the people you don’t want to worry, or worse, disappoint. So, you do your best. You drag yourself to work or to class, and you put on a performance. When they carefully venture to ask how you’re doing, you smile and say you’re getting better with each day. After all, that’s what they want to hear when they ask, right? Maybe someone asks you to hang out, and you’re grateful, so you say yes. You even manage to show up after debating with yourself on whether you should just cancel or not. Hell, maybe you even *enjoy* yourself a bit while you’re there. It’s a nice distraction, and for a brief time, while you were pretending to be okay, things really did feel okay. But… you know the heartbreak of coming home and realizing that it’s still there. Those feelings or memories you’d managed to forget about. Once you’re alone, it all comes rushing back and you feel like you’re back at square one…[deep breath] Look… I can’t know exactly what it is you’re going through, but at the very least, I want to tell you that you don’t have to “get over” anything. Some shit stays with you. It can change forms and grow deeper or become lighter. Some days it’s small and doesn’t affect you at all, but other days it’s all encompassing and you *have* to look it in the face. The truth is, not everything can be completely conquered or resolved, and we both know that’s not fair… but I think it’s much more unfair to ourselves to keep imagining and hoping for that one day, when this thing will magically disappear for good and *finally* it will be completely behind us.