I have always had a hard time letting go of painful experiences. I let them bother me. They fester. They reoccur. They chase me around my life and prevent me from appreciating what is good.
I’ve spent too much of my life accumulating negative experiences. I need to let them go.
I need to make room for all of the splendor of vibrant personality that celebrates me. My family. My friends. My husand. The ground I stand on. The air I breathe. The dog I cuddle with. The food I make. The people who feel like home. I need to make room for honesty. For growth. For pride. For change. For love.
The people who are in my life have been good to me. And the people who have been bad to me are no longer in my life. So why do I hold on to them?
I need to let it go now.
