If I set down the thing I’m holding onto — the memory, the person, the expectation, the version of myself — what part of me feels afraid, and what does that fear believe will happen?

A part of me feels afraid because I'm nervous I won't find anyone like them. I've been grieving a 3-month old relationship over the past 5 months. It'll be 6 months in May and all I can sit and think about is the " woulda, coulda, shoulda". It's okay, Megan. You have taken the time to learn from your mistakes and walked away from the individuals involved. I am trying to find my pea(ie)ce in it all. I don't want to feel like I am drowning in my own thoughts anymore. I haven't had the time to write it out. I've been consumed with work, emotions, and overall handling of my own things.