Written Goodbyes

"Letting Go Before It Breaks Me Too"

Saying goodbye is never easy. It comes with the heaviness of memories clinging like dust on old pages, and the ache of what could've been echoing through the silence. We tell ourselves that if we just hold on a little longer, love a little harder, and forgive one more time, maybe things will change. Maybe they'll see us, value us, and choose us.

But sometimes, holding on does more damage than the heartbreak itself. It chips away at our self-worth, makes us question our value, and drains the color from our joy. We got lost in the cycle of trying to fix what's already shattered, hoping that effort alone will mend what time and truth have already worn down.

And in that struggle, we forget the most important person in the story: ourselves.

Choosing yourself isn't selfish. It's survival. It's acknowledging that not everything broken can be repaired, that some love stories serve as lessons, not destinations. It's realizing that walking away isn't a weakness; it's wisdom. It's the moment your heart says, "Enough," and your soul responds with, "Finally."

Because sometimes, peace comes not from fighting to stay but from daring to leave.

We weren't meant to stay in spaces that no longer nurture us. And just because something was once beautiful doesn't mean it's meant to last. Letting go isn't giving up; it's growing up. It's honoring your strength, protecting your healing, and embracing the truth that your worth isn't tied to someone else's ability to see it.

So if you find yourself standing at the edge of a goodbye, know this: you are allowed to choose yourself. You are allowed to stop trying when the trying is hurting you. And you are allowed to rest from the burden of fixing what isn't yours to repair.

Walk away with your head high, not because it didn't hurt but because you chose to heal.