Why Letting Go Is the Better Option

"Letting go."

Two words, a thousand meanings, an unlimited amount of strength and courage.

The thing is, people nowadays confuse letting go with losing something. If you've got the option of letting something go, I'm sorry to tell you, you've already lost it. Or, more often than not, it was never yours to lose in the first place.

What I'm not sorry about is how you will feel once you've let it go. And not just pushed it to the back of the mind in the chance that one day you'll have it again. But to properly Let. It. Go.

People value the wrong things sometimes. And sometimes it gets innocent and caring people hurt. But that's just it. People. There is more than just one of you out there. There are millions of people who are struggling right now to let go of something that is causing them harm. Mentally, physically, emotionally. In whatever sense of the word, abuse is not power. Strength is power. Courage is power. Power is power.

The only person to hold that power in your head and in your heart, is you. Once you come to terms with the fact that this is your life, your body, your heart, your mind, and your soul. You will find the courage to take those steps, the strength to see it through, and the power to never let it happen to you again.

Sure, you could hold on. You could try and change their thoughts or your own to twist the truth that their actions are okay. You can do that. And you can stay miserable.

Or, you could be the best version of yourself and attract people to the aura that you yourself carry, because of you.

We've all had that friend. The one who leans on us. And we feel grateful that they feel like they can confide in us. We offer support, advice, and alcohol. We feel like a good friend and in turn a good person when we see that person smiling again. Realising they're okay without the person who thirty minutes ago reduced them to tears. We rejoice in that. So why not want that same feeling of utter happiness for ourselves?

Because the next day said friend is back with (for want of a better word, let's call he/she Shitbreak). And you're happy that they managed to figure things out, but worrisome that they will get hurt again. Therefore keeping your guard up slightly against Shitbreak, cos you don't wanna get back to liking them fully, and also cos you said some nasty shit about them the night before. And no one likes a two-faced cow.

Fast forward a week, friend is back in your arms cos Shitbreak did it again, or did something else. You're not surprised but you're angrier that you let it happen again, as if this was your fault.

Not going into too much detail but this shit happens over and over again until you simply don't care to hear it anymore. It's exhausting caring for a friend that evidently does not care for themselves. What once was a feeling of warmth at being able to help out another human has turned into exasperation of the human race. Why should I spend my nights bitching about Shitbreak with you when I know tomorrow morning you'll be sucking his d whilst I eat my cereal?!

Now that you've read that... I'm pretty sure you agree. We have all had that friend. (Many more than one, if you're unlucky and have a therapist sign on your forehead like I do).

So now you can see why I want you to let go? It's not just for you. Trust me, it will make your heart happier and your soul lighter and pretty much everything in the entire world brighter again. But for every sodding friend out there who has to listen to your bullshit every. Damn. Day.

I'm just kidding, they suck as friends if they're not there for you til you and Shitbreak take a shit break (punny).

Letting go is for you and only you, it is easier said than done; but hey, so is climbing Machu Picchu, and literally millions of humans have managed to do it. Every year. Figure that one out.

If you have anything in life you should let go of: a friend, a lover, a piece of clothing, a pair of leg warmers... Be your own best friend, put yourself first, and Let. It. Go.