Trouble Dethly
Would We Be Better Off Now
[If I’d have let my walls come down? Maybe, I guess we’ll never know.]
Photo Essay: The Thing About Regret Part IV
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I was twenty-three.
There are many things I am not very good at. Breaking up is never easy, and there have been times I was especially awful with this. Even when I knew things were not right, more often than not I would stay far longer than I should have. There is a certain level of comfort found in what you know, and the fear of the unknown can be so incredibly paralyzing. And just because you do not love someone the way you thought you did at one point, it does not change the fact that you still genuinely care about them. You don’t want to hurt them. So you cling to the sinking ship that is that relationship, almost like strangers trying to bend pieces to fit as if it can be forced. All of the best intentions mean nothing, if everything that once was there is now gone. I learned that sometimes people change, and it’s no one’s fault — and it is far crueler and more painful to simply stay.
The Blog.
Would We Be Better Off Now
[If I’d have let my walls come down? Maybe, I guess we’ll never know.]
Photo Essay: The Thing About Regret Part IV
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I was twenty-three.
There are many things I am not very good at. Breaking up is never easy, and there have been times I was especially awful with this. Even when I knew things were not right, more often than not I would stay far longer than I should have. There is a certain level of comfort found in what you know, and the fear of the unknown can be so incredibly paralyzing. And just because you do not love someone the way you thought you did at one point, it does not change the fact that you still genuinely care about them. You don’t want to hurt them. So you cling to the sinking ship that is that relationship, almost like strangers trying to bend pieces to fit as if it can be forced. All of the best intentions mean nothing, if everything that once was there is now gone. I learned that sometimes people change, and it’s no one’s fault — and it is far crueler and more painful to simply stay.
The Blog.