I just torched the last pictures I had of my ex and I together. Lianna and I almost started a fire in the bathroom, but it was worth it.

Whenever you need to cleanse your life of someone, I highly recommend burning something that you significantly attach to the relationship. It doesn't have to be a photo -- it can be anything, from a Post-It with someone's phone number on it to a note or letter. Regardless. There's so much symbolism in the act. I used to think it was worthwhile to hang on to all of the old mementos, and photographs, and things that reminded you of the person in question, and for a while I did that. But looking at them only made me miserable, and I know that I will always feel bitter about our relationship now that I realize what it really was.

I had already thrown away everything else. Getting rid of these pictures was the final step to take in terms of moving forward.

During the makeshift bonfire, Lianna turned to me and said, very seriously, "He's a jackass, and you're so much better off without him. You realize that, right?"

I do. I finally do.