Stumbled upon this, and somehow the brain started reacting in a weird way. I am totally unaware of the secretions oozing out from some rotten part of my brain, but they are giving out some strange feelings, like a bad stink, which lasts for long(unfortunately, the good ones last just for a while).
Think about the home where you grew up, had some of the best moments of your lifetime, and someday the building is bulldozed. While it took years for you to carve memories there, you see each and every brick turning into dust in a matter of seconds. You had something for so long, like years, and then all of a sudden everything is just gone. It doesn’t really make sense to let go of something you loved, cherished for a long time.
But then, the building was getting old, the roof was leaking, walls were leaning, the floor was cracking…and someday it would have got miserable to live in the same house. So it also doesn’t make any sense to hold on when there’s actually nothing there.
You know the moment. It happens right after you realize you did something you wish you didn’t.
Even before, you know, what you are going to do, was never meant to happen. Actions do have consequences.
We do lose things all through our life. Nothing is permanent, not even the most secure relationship. But none of this has to be catastrophic. Sometimes losing one thing opens you up to something else. It might be a lesson that helps you be more effective and happier in the future.
You get a new home, more beautiful and comforting, and you start again.
The point is you will eventually let go and move on.
The most painful moment is when you see your home running down, and that you cannot do anything about it.
Cherish it or regret it, WHATEVER.