Trouble Letting Go

Growing up means growing apart from people we thought would be in our lives forever. But what does forever even mean? Some magical stretch of time that we’re always trying to put our finger on.

Realizing it’s time to walk away from a person you desperately love is so painful. It feels like your stomach might rip in half. You try to fight that feeling for weeks, maybe even months, telling yourself that things will get better or that there’s still hope for that person to be a part of your future. But once you truly realize you must part ways with someone there is no undoing that feeling. There is no running away from the knot that has lodged itself in your stomach.

Sometimes it feels like doing the breaking up with is a lot more difficult than getting broken up with. When I decided to end a relationship, I cried the whole the time, profusely apoligizing while attempting to articulate why I thought this was for the best. The other person was obviously upset, but was bare of tears. Maybe the act of potentially inflicting pain upon someone is worse than the actual pain inflicted.

At the end of the day, we must do what is best for ourselves though and sometimes that means completely changing courses. It’s terrifiying and painful, but isn’t growth always uncomfortable? Aren’t tranistion periods always the hardest right before we jump into them?

There’s a song by the Avett Brothers that I’ve been playing on repeat for the last little bit called “Trouble Letting Go”