I didn’t really want to get my heart broken this year (lolz), but that’s what happened. I’ve found myself hesitant to make (personal) decisions lately. I think I’ve fully grasped why I’m struggling. It’s mostly because without closure there’s a tendency on my part, to not want change – while concurrently being desperate for it. I want to move on and into the next place/phase/whatever. Desperately. But doing so, somehow makes what my heart can’t accept, final. I am struggling to let go.
As a writer, I know this is where the good stuff comes from (it really does). But if the man upstairs could reduce the heartbreak and “interesting” people in my life, that’d be great. 😂🤣 But, the story must go on, right?The next question is – what’s next? It’s time I actually tackle this instead of tip toe around the thing.