When I broke up with the love of my life, I went through all our pictures from travelling and photoshopped him out of them. It was cathartic and I don’t regret it. Plus now I look like I went on holiday with an invisible man and it’s hilarious.

When my husband and I split, I did a Facebook backup of everything and tucked it into a folder on my computer and then I deleted everything on FB and Insta. It was haunting me having to see it everyday. (Also, fuck that “Hey do you remember this memory from 3 years ago?” Bullshit. Yes FB, I remember my wedding.) And…

This is what happens when you don’t copy and paste that disclaimer on Facebook.