"I'm over it. I've moved on. It doesn't affect me anymore." Said while posting quotes about healing. Said while subtweeting. Said while "accidentally" being at the same place as their ex. Said while asking mutual friends "so, how are they doing?" The "over it" is the most "under it" state of being. The performance of moving on is harder than actually moving on. The quotes. The selfies. The "new me" energy. The "glow up" posts. The "thank you, next" captions. All of it is effort. All of it is proof of effort. All of it is the opposite of being over it. And the tests! Posting a story to see if they view it. Going to their favorite spot to "bump into them." Asking about them while pretending not to care. The "over it" person is a detective. A strategist. A puppeteer of their own emotional theater. But the real moving on! It's quiet. It's boring. It doesn't post. It doesn't announce. It just lives. The ex becomes a memory, not a reference point. The pain becomes history, not content. The healing becomes internal, not performative. The "over it" that is actually over it doesn't need you to know. Are you actually over it, or performing over-it for an audience? And who are you really trying to convince?
