You feel a little bit better today. Better, cleaner, fresher. More calm. Maybe it’s the weather. Or maybe because you wrote so much yesterday and this morning. I mean, you’re still hurt. You’re still obsessing. You didn’t deserve that. But one step at a time. Breathe. It’ll get better. You’re going to make yourself feel a whole lot better than he ever did. Not necessarily a new you, but well, a new, better you.