Breakups are universal. Everyone’s been there: the text left on read, the situationship that wasn’t really a ship, the “it’s not you, it’s my attachment style.”

Healing doesn’t have to be boring. You deserve more than a sad playlist and unsolicited advice from your aunt.

It’s okay to be messy. Cry, rage, laugh, repeat. Healing is not linear — it’s more like a drunk scribble on a napkin.