It’s taken me nearly 2 years and it’s been an absolute shit show. Emotions all over the place, arguments, etc. I still love her though I probably shouldn’t. I finally just got to a point where I could embrace that the only answer was letting go. It’s good for me and it’s good for her. I probably should have done this out the gate to show her I did love her but I was deeply hurt and prioritizing my suffering. I’m still hurt and still sad but at least my anxiety is dropping and that’s allowing me to finally start doing things for me. I hate this but I have no control over her but I’m finally getting control over me.