Breakups are hard, but we're here to help. Below, a step-by-step guide on how to forget your ex ever existed and move on for good. The fact that it's illustrated by ridiculously cute animals is just a bonus.
It's over. You're crestfallen and life pretty much means nothing to you right now.
That's OK. Give yourself time to wallow. If you need to lie in bed with a box of Kleenex and "The Notebook" on loop, so be it.
Reach out to your friends. There's nothing like a group hug and a good rant about how crappy your ex was to cheer you up.
Whatever you do, don't visit your ex's Facebook page. That is sure to be a soul-crushing experience.
We know you want to drown your sorrows in pizza and Hot Cheetos, but don't go overboard. Try some other section of the food pyramid every now and then.
The pajama uniform all day, everyday is socially acceptable for the first month, but then you've got to put on some big boy clothes.
There. Don't you look sharp?
Go out tonight, fine, but please, don't fall for everyone you meet. You need time to heal.
Put your health and wellness first. Get physical! Go on a hike, give yoga a shot. (May we recommend upward dog?)
Do not -- under any circumstances -- text your ex. There's nothing more depressing than seeing "Read" underneath an "I want you back" text you sent at 2 a.m.
No matter how much you want to reinvent yourself right now, do not grab a pair of scissors and do something drastic to your hair. Case in point: these bangs.
No judgement if you feel the need to caterwaul your way through Adele's "Someone Like You." Well, a little judgement.
Pro-tip: A little one-on-one time with the punching bag at the gym will do you wonders. Pretending the punching bag is your ex? Entirely optional.
Put all your ex's stuff in boxes and get rid of it. Important to clarify: Don't get in the box yourself. (It's tempting, we know.)
It's cliché, but remember: When you're ready to get back out there, there will be plenty of fish in the sea. (Plus, your flirting skills are still so on-point.)
Finally, take a look in the mirror at the end of each day you get through. See that person? It's you, baby, and you're awesome, with or without an S.O.
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