Being detached isn’t a definitive line in the sand, where you can suddenly say you’ve done it.
It’s a slow, gradual process. You’ll never be completely without this person. They’re part of your history.
I knew I was detached when I began to feel sorry for my ex. At that point, I knew that none of her dumb decisions and outcomes were my problem. I could simultaneously feel sad for the complete train wreck of her life and future, but happily walk with my kids in the complete opposite direction.
