It's coming up in the sixth month "anniversary" of the day someone I really cared about walked out of my life. I'm still not totally over it. I think I am, but then something will trigger a memory of them and I fall apart again. I partially do it to myself. I can't help myself from checking up on them every now and then. And of course, seeing that they're doing well makes it worse. Like, "wow, I'm so glad your life is so much better without me in it :)))) thanks." I've been in therapy since they left, and I'm doing a lot better in that my baseline of self-esteem is a lot higher than it used to be, but every time I think about how that person left me I feel like a worthless piece of garbage. Am I ever going to stop caring about them? How long before I forget them? It's exhausting.