Original Advice

DONT: Late-night stalk their ex's Instagram for answers.

Stop Drinking Secondhand Attention Now

You aren’t looking for answers; you’re hunting for a wound to feed. Their ex’s grid won’t tell you who you are or where this is going. It keeps you orbiting their ego, not your life. Narcissists curate followers; don’t audition. Every scroll teaches them how to own your bedtime. Put the phone down. Let the silence answer faster than pixels.

What you’re really tracking is your own insecurity. After-midnight algorithms sharpen envy and dull intuition. Their past partners are props in a story they direct. You become a background extra, lit by blue light, paid in crumbs. Boundaries are not slogans; they are habits. Rewire the ritual: lock screen, glass of water, window open, moonlight. Real data comes from how they treat you at noon.

Cosmic Context

You are Neptune-ruled: porous, psychic, allergic to hard edges. Your gift is empathy; without a gate, it becomes leakage.

Action

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Delete their ex’s profile and set screen downtime.

You are allowed to guard your night and starve their drama.