One of the most difficult parts about being an adult is making the realization that letting go isn't always an option. As a child, it was easier to hold on to unhealthy relationships because the depth of perception didn't exist. I could not evaluate the way a half-hearted friendship or relationship made me feel until it was already done.
Now, I can look at my life as though I have mirrors on all sides. I see people haunting my reflection, and I have to let them go. They keep the chains of indifference wrapped around my ankles and threaten to exhaust me with their creation of false realities.
Youth isn't an excuse to mistreat people or be mistreated. I pity those who can't give emotions freely to those they cherish most. While I'd love to help them find peace in stability, I'm too busy trying to find my own.
It's easy for people to seem irreplaceable, but the inevitability of time always proves differently. Goodbye to those who made me question the essence of being good. I'm done asking what's wrong with me.
I've started asking what's right with them.
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