The process of moving on can sometimes be a tough phase to deal with. It's easy for some and for some, it's like taking a walk through hell.
Everyone says it's easy to move on and they tell you to find someone else to date or hook up with. From my experience, It is definitely not easy. It's the hardest thing I've been trying to do but fail every single time. I try to move on by distracting myself from whatever happened but it is not that simple.
The proverb, "Easier said than done" applies here.
People do understand how it is but they never fully get the part where you're trying to detach yourself from the times you spent together, the memories you have, the sleepless nights when you've slept next to them while looking into their eyes and at that moment, you think that this will all work out. You see yourself in the future with them.
It also pisses me off when people tell me that they've been through more than other people have. It absolutely does not work that way. Every single person who's breathing on this planet has shit of their own to deal with. What seems small to the person next to you might be a huge roadblock that you're trying to get across. Sometimes, it's better to tell them that they will get through it with time than to tell them that their problems are nothing compared to the other person.
Sometimes I think about it. When I walk past that person, do I say "Hi" and ask them how they're doing or just walk past as if they were a stranger? This is something to which I don't have the answer yet, but with time, I will.
Until then, I will keep trying to move on and I won't give up until I've taken a whiff of that fresh air.
The air does seem different when you have moved on.
It feels fresh.
