In the past 18 months, I’ve looked for a lot of closure in my life. Friendships, relationships, jobs, and even family.
I learned that closure isn’t always clear. It won’t come in a neatly tied package and say “Here you go. Here are all the answers to your what ifs and the burning questions. Now you can move on.”
Closure comes in bits and pieces, and sometimes, the only closure you get is the decision you make that it’s time to move on.
I’ve let go of bits and pieces of the ‘what ifs’ of my life that have been weighing me down for years. I know that my life wouldn’t be what it is now if I hadn’t slowly created my own closure, instead of waiting for the clear cut answers. Sometimes, when you get those answers, they lead to more questions.
It’s not perfect. There will always be a part of me that will miss certain people, have things come up in my life that will make me want to reach out to those old friends that I miss so much but it’s better to be able to reminisce and cherish the good memories when I finally let the wounds close.
I’m lucky to have friends and mentors who have been patient with me (whether it’s been for months or years) as I figure my shit out.