But of vague backstory to this:

Basically I’ve always been unlucky with dating and have had two consecutive bad relationships in the past year is, this week marking the start of my first bad one. It was always a bad breakup, where I was the one who messed it all up really. I realized in my more recent one that I needed to stop getting ahead of myself and live in the moment instead of trying to be “mature.” But it didn’t go well. This is essentially me cutting off the painful memories cold and making myself forgive and forget. It’s time for me to move on and love myself some more.