Let it Be

I often have trouble letting things go. Not in the sense that I hold a grudge for something, but more so that I hold on to things, or more specifically people. This is how I have kept some pretty wonderful people in my life, even when others may think I am crazy for doing so. Yet, sometimes I wonder if there comes a point when I really should let it go. Is there a point where trying to hold on just becomes toxic?

I function under the principle that relationships should not be so complicated. You are who you are, people are who they are, and that is it. Be open, communicate, and do not give into the games we see people play on popular television. A pretty simple mantra, right? However, I think too few people see it that way. I have even found that some people are so blindsided by preconceived notions that relationships have to be complicated that they seem to not even believe me when I am straightforward. Nonetheless, I keep them in my life, and I wonder if I should.

Then there are people I have not let go despite the general emotional turbulence they can cause me without even knowing it. Some are the same ones who do not understand how to communicate, but some are not. Despite my belief that we should be straightforward, I also have a tendency to internalize. Somethings I tend to deal with without really talking to anyone about it. Whether that is good or bad is up for debate, but I sometimes wonder if I have to struggle, is it worth it?

So why do I hold on then? Because I still believe in the power of people in our lives. Every trial adds to who we are and how we see things in the world. I am certainly not saying that anyone should hold on to someone or something that truly disturbs his/her life. (An emotional ride to find yourself and others is different from physical or mental abuse.) However, I have a hard time imagining mine without these people in it. I am who I am because of these people. Perhaps I am not really answering my original question as much as putting out some thoughts.

Sidenote: The parking lot gods are clearly against me this week. To add to my previous post, I had someone park behind me today in a lot in a non existent space in a lot that is already awkward to begin with. Luckily I was able to get out another direction, but really people?