I feel like Doctor Who is my ex who I share friends with (my favourite characters, episodes, etc.), so I still get updates on what/how they're doing, but I'm only half-listening as I drink a cup of tea and think about what we're going to do with our time hanging out (who is going to suffer in my next fic).
Nothing Doctor Who is doing now is at all my busines. We went through the messy divorce and pain (13th Doctor era, Timeless Children, the car crash of the 60th specials), and now I'm just ambivalent with a sprinkle of vague disappointment that it didn't work out. I'm also allowed to point and laugh at their stupidity.
It's sad that it's come to this, but sometimes things just don't work out, you know?