At first, everything reminds you.
So you stop making tea, or go to a certain place.
And you put away something at the bottom of a drawer, that shouldn’t even reminds you.
But it does.
And it doesn’t make it easier because nothing will make it easier, but it helps you pretend.
Until one day, you woke up and you’re an entirely different man who doesn’t drink tea and who never even knew him.
And that’s worse than anything.