there’s a misconception that grief only happens when we lose people. this is not true. we can grieve circumstances, relationships, missed opportunities. in fact, sometimes when you find yourself plagued with waves of emotion from sadness to melancholy you may be grieving yourself. the version of yourself that you might have been if things had been different, or if only you had said something, or if someone had stood up for you.
The truth about it all is that YOU were the one who left. YOU left, I didn’t. So if YOU want back into my life, YOU need to be the one to make amends with ME, not me making them with you because while you were busy leaving...you forced me to come to terms with my loss. You forced me in that moment to make amends with myself over the situation you created for me in my life. I always wanted you and still want you in my life but I never left you, you left me. You caused the pain and sadness and heartache. You forced me to be alone and heal alone and live my life without you in it. But I never forced the same upon you. I never purposefully inflicted harm onto you, you simply forced me to become independent and independent without you. That’s why I’m hard to reach, hard to find, and hard to talk to. Your actions showed me how easy it was for you to abandon me. To give up on me. To walk away. You chose to leave and I gave you space because I love you. But you “gave me space” because you loved yourself and just didn’t want to deal with me anymore. You left and I had to be okay with it. You could have talked to me back then or opened up about the situation you were dealing with but instead you walked away. I always wanted you to be happy and loved and cared for, did you ever want the same for me? You made me question everything while I never wanted you to feel like you had to question anything. Im not the one who needs to make amends. I’m not the one that needs to make things right.
The mistake in all of our thinking is that we each believe ourselves to be an independent entity. One self beside countless other selves. While in reality, we’re all just fractions of an infinite whole.