Nothing prepares you for your first real sapphic heartbreak. I can only describe it as being gutted from the inside out, randomly crying into the cobalt-stained pottery she once made me, over-sharing with strangers on the internet, and consulting tarot readers for any form of solace. Typically, you grieve this kind of heartbreak alone, but thankfully, I didn’t have to.I dated Katie* for two years. It was actually my husband who introduced us. Th…