lately i've been cleaning house.
truly letting go.
and it's surprising to see how little it hurts, compared to how much it hurt hanging on by ragged threads.
it's been like washing an insect-splattered windshield after a long drive.
i can finally see ahead of me.
i'm choosing to not look behind.
i had to be the one to do it, on my terms
i had to let her
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