How do you get over your first love? (◞‸ ◟)💧

This is a question I've had for a very long time, and although I'm still looking for the answer, I think I've finally got the courage to talk about it and, above all, share my experience.

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Before I begin, I'll give some context on how I came to this question (sorry if it's a bit long).

It all started in April 2024, when one of the boys in my class became very close to me. We talked every day, we told each other everything, it was lovely. Yes, we had some problems, but in mid-November we decided to start a serious relationship. I'm being completely honest when I say it was my dream relationship. We lasted about eight months, until July 2025 when we had one last argument that changed everything completely. It was stupid, I know, but I think I was depressed about things that had happened before, like rumors, arguments about things I had already complained about, but he just saw them as nonsense. The point is, that day we broke up... July 2nd.

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He and I kept talking because I simply couldn't accept it. He had a friend whose name I won't mention for privacy reasons, but I remember that from the first moment I knew about her, I knew she would be the cause of many arguments between us. She was everything that made me insecure: her hair, her personality, her friends, and above all, the fact that I was WAY too close to this guy, closer than I was to his own girlfriend.

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In August, he stopped talking to me completely. I had changed schools, and we were on vacation, so it was too easy for him to stop talking to me. Meanwhile, I was in a deep depression where I didn't even have the strength to get out of bed in the mornings. I just saw pictures his friends posted of him with that girl, and other things I just don't want to mention.

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In November, I realized he simply had no intention of coming back. I understood that I only had myself, so I decided to learn how to get over my first love. Little by little, I rediscovered myself. I started spending much more time with my friends again, and I realized that the less you know about that person and what they're doing with their life, the better you feel. And it's not just about giving what you receive; it's about giving yourself what you deserve.

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If you're going through a similar situation, let me tell you that the storm always passes. Months may go by that will feel endless, you'll cry as much as you need to, and in the blink of an eye, he'll seem like a mere ant. Whenever I remember all the moments we spent together, it pains me that I was the one who ended the relationship, I just kept thinking, how much did I have to endure to make this decision? And the pain just faded away.

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I know this all sounds so stupid when your heart is broken, but in those moments, that's the advice that will help you the most.

Remember that everything passes, everything will be alright, and someone will always come along to make you smile even in the worst of times. Don't settle for suffering.