Dear mom,
Today I threw away the mascara that you bought me. Why? Because it was empty. It's been empty for a long time. I've pretended that it wasn't empty for a long time. I've kept it because I couldn't let go.
But I've come to the point where it doesn't benefit me to keep using an empty mascara bottle just because I want to hang on to one of the things my mom bought for me before she died.
I know I'm changing, but I don't think change is bad as long as I want the change. Change change change. Everything has to change sometime.
So I bought a new one and I threw the old one away.
And my eyelashes have never been longer or more beautiful. Letting go never felt so good.
YOU ARE READING
Break me
ChickLitwhat do you do when you can't stand to look at that page anymore but you can't turn to a new one? color over it and make a new picture.
