Sometimes, the easiest decisions are the ones you don’t want to make. Often, the optimal choice stares right at us but we refuse to meet its eyes. Such is the irony that is letting go. You’d think it’s easy to choose to let go of something that doesn’t serve you anymore. Yet you forget the beauty of comfort, of waking up to each morning to a pain so familiar you don’t know what to make of the sunrise without it anymore. You forget that cutting things off bluntly leaves you with a half that wouldn’t really make sense on its own. But some days, letting go is a 3AM choice that you cry about again at noon when lunch is served the way it’s always been done. It’s in the post-credits of a really good movie. It’s in the heartbreak you feel after closing a book on its last page. When you find the courage to make that choice, hold on. Sometimes, it can only happen once. Over and out. https://www.instagram.com/p/Cq3An1Bv2WSsOzh65FONTYlkqG4hbMV4cds93Q0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=














