Welcome to Just Break Up, the podcast about love, heartbreak, and all the relationship advice you don't want to hear. My name is Sierra the Mulder. And I'm Sam Blackwell. And today we're going to answer a letter from somebody who is realizing that he's going to miss seeing his ex. But before we begin, we just want to give you our Surgeon General's warning, which is that Sierra and I are not licensed mental health practitioners. No, we are not. We're not professionals. We are not trained in any of

this at all. So please take our advice as you see fit. We're only here to offer our humble musings

to hopefully shed some understanding and maybe some laughs about the incredibly rewarding,

but mostly confusing experience that is love.

All right. Today's letter is coming to us from Back at it again, whose pronounce are he, him,

who is writing to us from end of round two, but not as deep a hole as before.

That's what she said.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I've been hanging out with my wife too much.

Clearly.

Hi, Sam and Sierra.

Returning advice asker and longtime listener.

I came back nearly a year to the day asking advice on rekindling something with an X where we

both were excited and had grown from how it dramatically ended before.

This year was a mixture of beautiful ups and downs.

We experienced a lot of loving moments as well as a fair share of moments that left us

questioning if this was the right fit.

We recently spoke and decided to separate again,

this time more mutual, but not necessarily any less painful. A large reason for our separation

this time through dealt with her sexuality. My ex is a queer woman who, until me, mainly

was seeing other queer women and non-binary individuals and a misalignment

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