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It took me a bit to realize that I finally got the closure I’ve needed since that very first breakup in my twenties—you know the one.
I held on, and held on, and held on.
I finally stopped. I didn’t even realize just how tied up and delusional I’d been. Even hope turns to despair when demands aren’t met, so reality is the great balance.
Oof.
This one was bad enough to free me of the monkey on my back.
Thank goodness for that, and for life, and love, and fire, and drive, and passion, and spiritedness.
I know you better than anyone, and you’re bad news, bud. May you find your way through the forest without burning it to the ground. If I had one suggestion, it would be to take every step towards what those who know suggest. Though, it is, and always has been, so far out of my hands.
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