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i felt like i was going to cry today because i told this story about ryan. and it was a great memory, but afterwards i felt bad for telling it. like i shouldnt talk about him. or that i shouldnt think about him. im not bitter at all. im not even angry. and im honestly ok with everything. moving on feels good. but i feel almost like i have to disregard nearly two and a half very happy years of my life because of this break up. and that makes me really sad.