When I was newly single, I found it very difficult to not talk about X and our relationship. There were reminders of him and us everywhere I went. He was still a big part of my mental world. I had just lost my best friend and didn’t know how to not see the world through the eyes of “us.”
I felt, however, like I wasn’t supposed to talk about my life with him. If I did, it seemed as if it should be from the negative “boys suck” standpoint, and not positive or happy memories. I wanted everyone to think that I was okay and that I was completely “over” the breakup. Of course, I wasn’t. I thought that if I didn’t bring him up that it would seem like I was moving on with my life. I think that I also hoped pretending would somehow make this a reality.
Fortunately for me, time has passed. I have relationships with my friends that are largely based in the here and now, so X and our relationship don’t come up that often anymore. When they do, it’s not a big deal.
