I’m done. Done with pleasing others. Done with proving myself. Done. The stress that has weighed me down for weeks has finally pushed me over the edge, and as time goes by, I see things more clearly. I see things as they really are, not as my imagination paints them. I can switch off my emotions, and analyze the situation with a clear and rational mind. I trust people to show their true colors, but I also trust my own eyes to see them. The art of moving on is constantly changing, but I feel more at peace today. The visions, the dreams that I held on for so long, of how I wanted the future, how I wanted my family, they are beyond my reach. The only thing I can control is myself, and how I navigate this world. I can sense the lies fading away, and the fake memories that once filled me with joy, now serve as a warning of what to avoid in the future. I don’t need or want any validation from a relationship anymore, and as my marriage ends its final act, the next move will shock everyone. They say you don’t know what you have until it’s gone, and as quickly as I came, I will vanish in the mist. I’m walking away, not because I want to, but because I need to. My daughter will always be in my heart, and I will always be there for her in any way I can. But I know now what this was, and what it always has been, and I’m completely and utterly over it.
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