instead of trying to change how i feel about it, i let myself mourn what once was. i give myself the space and kindness to cry. i cry in the car, in my room, and in the shower. then after a couple days i get back on my feet and hangout with the people who i know love me through and through. they remind me that no matter what the other person said, that i am worthy of love, respect, and their time 🫂