It’s painful revisiting and processing what hurt you. Letting go isn’t any easier but if you don’t, they win. Again.
Hanging out with smart women is one of the most enjoyable things for me, and as usual, I had one of the most insightful conversations on trauma when I had breakfast with one of my favorite women over the weekend. I learned pretty early to ‘suck it up and move on’ and so sometimes I…
“Next time he speaks to me like that I’ll leave” “Next time he stands me up I’ll leave” “Next time I ask what exactly we’re doing and he doesn’t give a good enough answer I’m leaving”
But you never do. Do you? Because there’s something poetic about that kind of love right? Because you just need to endure it a little longer it’ll all end well? No?