I learned to let some people go, because they were craving for a way out of the frightened amount and the force of emotions they knew. I learned to move away from those I used to serve as an exhaust valve, an intermittent station on the roadside. Some run away, who fled from their reflection in me, fearing that they would not be able to fulfill the promised ones, those who were afraid, and my reflection and imprint on them.
I quit some people too. I went through the most difficult battles very young, faced with the harsh human ego and fear. I left some dear people to me, once my own, because I saw no more good in them, or me in them. No, I did not leave them for fear. I left them so that they could live happily and freely, deprived of my print on the, who had so much trouble them and inadvertently slowed them down. I left them because I wanted to believe they would be happier somewhere else.
I’ve never been a kind of person who collectors people around the herself as a collector, just to take them for granted and praise their fulfilled lives.
I’m not sorry, no. I’m sorry because their insecurities made them feel bad around the girl with an unbreakable spirit and sparkling eyes. I’m sorry because they considered me an enemy, a thorn in the eye. But that is what now belongs exclusively to them, not to me.
Many people left me because they wanted it so. I did not resent them because they went on the path of their knowledge and truth. Do not hold on to what is looking for ways to leave you. It will not serve you or them. Let them go, as the most beautiful playful balloons ..
Understand that some of them come to give us a moment of rationalization and resentment, and some to remind us of how fragile we are. Let them fly to their heights and find their hiding place.
Make place for those who will come, those who you have been calling out to in the night of grief with the hope and full heart. Let yourself meet those who will make your life better. And say thank you, to everything that was and everything that will come.