I have not gotten over it.
I don't think I will get over it.
I think that one of my core defining characteristics is that I will never let myself let go of some things.
Sometimes I feel like my stubbornness is the only thing keeping some things alive.
I have to hold on or all is lost.
And I find it fucking intolerable that death is inevitable for anything, or out of our hands.
Being stubborn and holding on is pathetic, but it's the only way that I can cope.