A Year Later…

It’s been over a year since a very difficult breakup I didn’t see coming, the kind where you wish it was almost the crash and burning hatred kind because it’s easier to deal with. I miss him a lot, and while I’m trying to move forward, when will I ever stop thinking about him? He moved on after a month, and his new girl is a flashy influencer and they travel everywhere and seem happy. I chose not to rebound and deal with the grief through counselling, exercise etc but it really is not the easy route, I hope time by myself will pay off but it doesn’t seem like it. Anyone in a similar situation?