A breakup is the closest thing to hitting “reset” on life (10 months in, here is what I learned) : r/BreakUps

10 months ago my 6-year relationship ended. We lived together, seemed “fine,” but truth: I was carrying everything. Cooking, planning, trying to fix it, while she checked out. End of 2024 — she left. The first months? Hell. Crying, writing, anger, nostalgia hitting like a truck. If you’re in that stage: let it out. Don’t play tough. Don’t scroll her Instagram. Don’t text her. Don’t “accidentally” ask her friends. Full no contact. Took me months to cut it, but it’s the only way. And here’s the shift: a breakup is one of the very few moments in life where you get a full reset. Most “resets” are small: moving cities, changing jobs, graduating. But when a long relationship dies, you’re forced to meet yourself again. Painful, yes. But rare. My reset looked like this: • Friends & family: I’ve seen more of them in 10 months than in the 6 years before. • Work & sport: Went all-in. Running, gym, building discipline. • Solo trips: Hostels, strangers, pushing my introverted side. • Writing: Getti

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• Beth W