You know they never really owned you.
You just carried them around.
And one day you put 'em down and found your hands were free.
The deed's been done. The letter's been sent. I have officially ended a 5+ year relationship that should have ended long ago.
Past the fear and the doubt, I know I'm doing the right thing. Still, I can't help but look for reassurance: some sign that I'll make it, some consolation that I'm not crazy, some hope that everything really will be ok.
With no one to turn to but my dog and my artwork, tonight I'm going to an unusual source for inspiration: from me to me. Below is the letter that I wrote to myself (actually to all of us). Feel free to alter the words...as needed.
Dear ________ (insert your name here),
I know you might not believe me when I say this, but you’re still in there. Despite the doubts, despite the concerns, despite the pain, despite the “am I crazy?” conversation, there you are. Tough. Strong. Resilient. Capable.
You have so much to give to this world. Don’t let fear and illness stop you. You are brilliant beyond measure and have many, many more amazing things to do in your lifetime.
Have you forgotten?
Have you forgotten how you trounced around foreign cities and built a life without knowing a soul?
Have you forgotten how you survived so many unspeakable moments where others would have shriveled up and died?
Have you forgotten how many people love you and appreciate you...right now, just as you are?
Have you forgotten that everything wonderful thing in your life was born out of not knowing and possibility?
Have you forgotten that you created this opportunity and that you can create others just as easily?
Have you forgotten that all is well and you’re ok?
Have you forgotten that you must be willing to let go of the life you have planned to have the life that is waiting for you?
Have you forgotten that I believe in you and you can count on me?
Make room for Love. Make room for Joy. Make room for Miracles. And, if that doesn’t work, watch this video.
I love you with all of my heart,
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