This is the only way I know.

They say a part of growing up is letting go. There is a certain commendabilty that comes with being able to walk away from everything like nothing happened. But growing up to me is being able to talk about and see people that have hurt you, to visit places that hold memories that are painful. I think this is a part of relationships. Sometimes they are messy and difficult to maintain but that's life, sometimes there isn't always a clean break.

I think being able to go through all these things and hold it all together is an art in itself, to be strong enough to fall apart in private. Maybe I will never really learn the secret to having successful relationships, to grow up & walk away. This is the only way I know how to move on, by never really letting it all go.