This Is Me Letting You Go

by Heidi Priebe

Just because someone is not around to appreciate the complexities of who you are does not mean that you deserve anything less than pure joy.

I know we’re not supposed to need reminders of that. I know that we’re supposed to be strong and self-sufficient and reassured – certain of our own worth, questioning only the value of others. But we’re human. We forget.

Who you are doesn’t cease to exist because there’s nobody there to admire it.

Here’s a simple truth that I think we all need to face up to: the people we meet at the wrong time are actually just the wrong people.

Love’s what inspires most of your greatest changes.

I know you get tired of yourself. And I’m sorry – that you’ve ever felt exhausted by the person that you are.