One of the things I couldn’t ever fully learn is when to let go. People come in to your life, and then the question of letting them in arises. When do you let them in? When do you let them see you for who you really are? How much do you show? The more you give, the more you can get hurt. Or not. Or not for a while. Tricky, tricky.
And then, one good day, it might come to an end. Or not yet an end. And then I think I could maybe do something. Or change something. Or understand more. But actually it’s over and I can’t even see it. And after much lost time, which in my case might be anywhere from months to years, I just stop it.
And for the first time in my life I stop something and I feel much better then before. So much better:)