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How to actually get over someone and move on after a breakup, more on the podcast the Sabrina Zohar show #HealingJourney #selfgrowth #breakupadvice #emotionalwellness #SelfCare

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When my ex and I broke up, I was a shell of a human, here's how I actually moved on, got through it and found an amazing partner. After a breakup, the good floats the top and the bad sinks to the bottom. That's also your brains way of trying to protect you, because it doesn't want to deal with all of the pain, it's going to reminisce and highlight all the amazing moments that you had, even though those moments might be outweighed by a lot of bullshit. The first thing I had to do when my ex and I broke up was I had to be honest with myself that that wasn't the relationship that I wanted. The more I kept holding on to but he was the one and he is the love of my life and I'm never going to find anybody like him. I was literally gaslighting myself because it's not how I genuinely felt. If he were so amazing that we wouldn't have had all the issues that we had and we wouldn't have broken up to begin with. And taking ownership and accountability of this is not what I want means that you now have a choice and having a choice feels a lot scarier than being like I'm the victim and oh my god this just keeps happening to me. The second thing I did was I had to go true no contact, I never looked at photos, I didn't look at his Instagram, he muvuck and blocked me, I didn't have any communication with this person whatsoever. And every time I thought of him, I didn't gaslight myself, I didn't attack myself, I would say okay, given everything we've been through that I've been with this person for a year and a half, it makes total sense that I would miss them. I cried, I screamed, I let it out, I journaled, I sat in the shit and I also took accountability and ownership of my fucking part. It wasn't all him, I played an active part in this dynamic that didn't work. And realistically I had to be honest that this was more like my dad than anything else, it was familiar and not actually healthy and love.