I'm doing 26 things
I’ve been holding onto so many people from my past. Some are family and some used to be close friends, and we’ve taken different paths.
Looking back I realize that I’ve mostly been the one keeping in touch and making excuses for people who didn’t reciprocate. I kept remembering birthdays. Why didn’t those people ask for mine?
In hindsight, we’ve all been so darn “perfect” it aches. Some of these friends seem so scared of “issues”, or perhaps they never have any. I’d like to see them go a little crazy sometimes, go out on a limb, but they don’t. Maybe they think someone might disapprove, who knows?
My concept of closeness and intimacy has changed. I really feel that I need to move on, and set my sights on the future, whatever it may bring. Cutting ties feels really scary, even though it’s mostly a mental thing anyway, but it really feels like something I need to do.
