There are many ways to lose something.
You could wake up one morning and realize that something is gone.
That something could be snatched away from you.
You could decide to let that something go.
None of these are ideal, but I’d much prefer the last option.
Deciding to let someone go implies control. You’re saying, “I really enjoyed this thing and it pains me to do this, but it’s better in the long run to call it quits.”
The worst part about letting something go is the debate of whether you’re making the right choice or not. All of these justifications enter your mind telling you not to cut ties. It’s short-term pleasure against long-term well-being.
It’s hard. It’s necessary. It’s growth.
Sometimes, you just have to choose to lose something.