Dear Baba Yaga,
A few years ago, a relationship that meant the world to me fell apart in a fairly traumatic way. I have since fallen in love again, but can't stop fixating on the old wound and rehashing painful memories. How do I forget the road not taken? How do I leave the past in the past and move on with my life?
There are no roads for you other ; than the one you walk. The past is more ) beautiful to look on than the walking you know now–it is tattered in a lovely way, you pick it up to look & feel, you run yr hands over it. It is a thing, & things seethe & groan but they are not the movement & nary the walking. Yr gait is simple & it carries you, it is the only sure thing. & the tatters will crumble even more whether you touch them or not.