It never heals fully, memories of the feeling you had in the moment stay under your skin.

I just tried to forget, and I remind myself it's better this way. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't have met my actual partner

"Ew, mine is better, wanna see??" Then I'd proceed to wear boxers and put folded socks in the front.

Appreciating a smaller friend group, maybe even staying alone, having more care about cleaning and house products, less drinking, less partying.