You weren’t supposed to be the one to leave.
To be the one I called my own
when you already knew I wasn’t your destination.
To be the one I called my home
when you already knew I was only a vacation.
The problem is not in achieving success or even wanting success, but the problem is in the identity that we have created surrounding what we feel ‘so called success is’.
Really, if “Happiness is a Choice,” don’t you think we would choose it? We have no idea why we can’t overcome mountains anymore, or even mole-hills.
Above all, go FORWARD. Not because you need to heal, but because you’ve got a whole new person to become. Like a Phoenix from the ashes, you rise.
Just cut away the damage, and move TF on.
It doesn’t matter if they are gone now. It just matters how they made you feel, and how they made you see yourself. It doesn’t matter if you never see them again. It just matters what they left inside of your soul.
And now, I not only understand this advice, but I’ve dished it out a few times myself: “It sucks here. Don’t leave. It’s the greatest city in the world.”
“Can You Really Afford To Get A Dog?”
You are loud, and you are persistent. You know how to get under my skin, and you know how to give me goosebumps on every inch of my body. But, I will never let you take full control. I will never let you gain my whole heart.