Letting go means to come to the realization that the only person you have control over is yourself. I used to think it was tough to let go of some people, but nowadays, I can drop them like a ball. Not in a cruel way, of course. It’s not like I stopped caring about people.
I’m constantly moving forward and burning bridges. There’s just no way around it. People let go of me, too. It’s just nice in a while to say, “You go on your own way and I’ll go on mine.”
I truly love this message that you have sent me. It means a lot that you took a few moments to send me this and I’m more than grateful to receive such compliments about my writing. Thank you so much!
I might seem unapproachable, but I really don’t mind having conversations. It’s never a bad idea to get to know someone, right?
This “depressing stuff”… They are my thoughts, my experiences. If I don’t write, then I’m afraid I won’t be able to say that I have lived. I don’t know why it became a necessity to remember how I felt in a particular day or why I have to keep writing until all I see is paper saturated in ink.
I write to live. I have to live. So please, don’t consider my writing as just “depressing stuff”.