What would it take to let go? What if what you have known for years didn’t change from someone living, or someone who has already passed? How would you accept knowing, if a parent hadn’t changed his or her opinion, then what?
So, what would it take? Courage, truth, understanding. Desperate for change, a new life, away from a dysfunctional family. It takes a lot to change mental and emotional patterns, things we’ve always done. We hang on, we’re afraid to let go.
We need to let go. Anything that has run its course, or served its purpose, we must walk away from. The problem is that we don’t always know how. We know what we know. Yes, the unknown is scarier, the known feels familiar, bizarrely more comforting and we hang on.
We see the truth with our reflection staring back at us, but still we’re reluctant, hesitant to let go of what we know, what we’ve always known. We form attachments. Everything changes when you let go, you unburden yourself; let go, let things be.
A new life brings a sense of relief, a sense of achievement, coming through the other end we’re better for it. A life to live, a life to grow, where you have control and where you get to make your own decisions on how you want to live.