Letting go

Emotions are a petty thing. They come and go like a summers breeze and often leave unwanted debris behind.

I am not a frail or delicate person on the surface, but on the inside, a single word can send me crashing down.

There are people I should never have let go of and
there are people I probably should have long ago, but either way, their memories are painful.
Now every song drips with loss and sadness, past or future. Some of my favourite songs are almost unbearable to hear these days and every sad song can relate in some distant way to my own sadness.

Every day I wonder what went wrong, what did I do or indeed what didn't I do, but without knowing I fear that I will only continue to fail.

And as I consider whether the pain is worth it, whether it's worth even being on this planet any more, I see a message or a post from one of the few people who still seem to care and I'm okay. I decide to soldier on, because who knows, maybe one day I'll get it right.