Let Go.This year, in a lot of ways, was really about letting go. I slowly but surely allowed myself to split away from a life I could no longer sustain. I told less of myself in person. I begged off invitations. I allowed myself to grow lonely while surrounded.
What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why?
I had to force my own hand by making my physically unsustainable life emotionally unsustainable enough for me to leave. I liked the beer too much to walk away otherwise.
And, eventually, when the shame I felt burned too much to carry anymore, I sobered up. I let the alcohol go.
I'd rather be lonely, I'd rather live quietly and small, than suffer the reaching effects of bombastic alcohol benders on my heart and brain. I'd rather create and remember what I've created than continue to lose days and nights anaesthetized over a pint glass.
PS. I took my first panoramic photo today and called it Four Palinodes!