People don't always remain in our lives, and, this is one of the hardest part to work through. Ẅe cling to the idea of them returning to us or to the person we remember, like the friend who could make us laugh or the lover who was our safe haven.
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There was a time that I believed that people leaving me was always a direct reflection of the kind of person I am. I would that maybe I wasn't good, didn't do enough to try keep them, or my attitude was what made them leave. It took me a while to realise that some people don't walk away because you failed but because their time in your life has simply expired.
There are people you meet who feel permanent. You plan futures with them, picture birthdays, laughter, and maybe even old age together. And then, one day, they're gone - not necessarily through a big fight or betrayal, sometimes just through silence that grows and never ends. It may hurt because no one ever expects endings without explanation. I've seen and experienced how peaceful life becomes when the wrong people are no longer in it. The constant overthinking fades. The anxiety of "did I say or do something wrong?" stops haunting your sleep. You start feeling lighter and even freer, because really, not everyone you lose is a loss. Some are lessons that walk on two feet and some are reminders that your peace should always matter more than forced connections.
It won't appear or feel this way the first time someone just walk away from us though.
I have lost people, people that I thought I would be with for a long time. Some just left, and others left after arguments that drained us emotionally. There was this friend I had that I tried to make peace with multiple times. Even though it was very obvious that the friendship was already one-sided, I held on, thinking that things would get go to how it was. But, no, instead, each time I fought to hold on to the friendship, I was losing a part of myself.
Everyone cannot accompany you on your journey in life. The you that once blended in with their way of living is simply gone, and that's okay. Growth can mean distance at times, not because of hate, but because you paths no longer align.
Of course, it would hurt at first. No matter how nice the saying may sound, losing someone hurt. There will be times where I suddenly think of the laughters, the jokes, or the conversations. But at some point, even that feeling would change. I might miss the person in my life but still know that it is better of without them.
If anyone ever decides to leave, I will open the door for them and wish them well. Because my peace is too expensive to trade for company that drains me.
The people meant for you will meet you halfway. They won't leave you guessing or constantly apologising just to keep them around.
Not everyone you lose is a loss, some are lessons, redirections or the reason you finally found peace.
Thanks for reading...
