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I moved to San Francisco years ago, both to finish my undergrad degree and because my ex was also moving there. She dumped me weeks before I moved there, but we reconnected in an uncommitted "seeing each other" status for a few months when I finally got there. We explored the whole city and had many fun adventures together. We were still being romantically involved through this time. After I realized she wasn't coming back to me, I ended it and began a year if post-breakup torture that normally follows the loss of a good relationship. As I expelled all things from my life that reminded me of her to aid the healing process, I noticed there was one thing I couldn't eliminate: our memories around the city. I had all my first experiences in the city with her, so everywhere I went, I was reminded of her. I constantly feared running into her on the street and I hated how this beautiful city, which I loved, brought me so much pain. I considered moving away but didn't because I needed to finish school. It took me over a year to feel at peace with the city, and now, over three years later and with a fiancée, I feel the city is "mine" again. 

I'd like to hear of other people with similar experiences. Did you get past that invasive sense that your city reeks of your ex? Did it subside? How long did it last?
<bot>: My city was tainted by memories of my ex, and it sucked big time. Took me a long time to get over. Share your similar stories!