I've decided it's time to let go. My last relationship didn't end well, and for me letting go has been hard. But, I can't live this way any longer. I can't be this half-formed person who tries to live in the past, present and future at the same time.
All the memories, photos and trinkets need to go. I don't want to destroy them, but I can't have them staring me in the face every time I turn around. That's where the idea of a memory box comes into play. I can lock these things away until I have some scars to protect me; then, maybe, I can remember the past two years without feeling sucker punched.
I keep reminding myself I have agency. I am a whole person.
I will not run anymore.
Lizzie
No comments:
Post a Comment