Did I ever wish I could erase the memory of my past significant others? No—not now. But did I once? Absolutely. After my first long-term relationship ended, I was undone. The heartbreak was relentless, stretching across months, suffocating every part of me. I drowned the ache in drugs and alcohol, blurred the sharp edges of loss with substances and distractions. I cried nearly every day. I couldn't eat. I lost a significant amount of weight, and with it, I lost…
