i’ve been thinking about holding on, letting go, resenting, freeing oneself from the nonexistent constraints of... everything. i wish someone would have told me how sweet life is. not just sweet as in cool, but sweet as in tender. sweet as in rewarding, infinitely giving. i don’t know if i’m just experiencing this for the first time but i’ve never felt more happy to be alive than now. i always tried to control life. control my surroundings, people, situations and circumstances. i was afraid of change. but why? since when was life supposed to be controlled? when did experience become scary? why are we compelled to do and feel these things? isn’t life supposed to be about growth? about challenges? about becoming the us we were MADE for? how are we supposed to develop into these people if we are scared of letting go? what is there to lose? most things are temporary. if anything, almost everything is meant to be ours temporarily, so why hold on to things that aren’t meant for us anymore?