First, make peace with this uncomfortable truth, when someone leaves, it's not always their fault, and they are not actually the villain of your story. sometimes things just tear and fall apart, feelings that once felt permanent quietly pack their bags and disappear without asking for permission. The promises? They were real when they were said. They just didn't survive reality. They said they'd be there, and now they aren't, OKAY! IT'S OKAY!! Yes, it's painful, brutal, raw and unfair but screaming, blaming or replaying every moment won't change a damn thing. Life doesn't owe you answers, closure, or apologies. People leave, People change, People vanish from your world like smoke. Priorities shift. So what do you do? You shrug. Not because it didn't matter, not because you're okay but because you don't have another choice. You carry the disappointment, swallow the anger, and learn to live without the version of life you thought you'd have. That's it. That's the grand lesson. No miracle. No revenge arc. Just acceptance. And strangely, that's where your strength begins, not in holding on, but in finally letting go of something that was already gone.