Clarity of Perspective

For a while it had been a friendship I had cherished, a one-sided love that I grasped and pulled at in attempts to mold it into something ideal. After a while it became something different, something harmful. Something illusory. I wanted it to be something it wasn’t and never could be. It became a kind of fragile security that could break at any moment… and so, desperate, I held on to it. But the more I tried to hold it, the more it tried to escape, and the more I didn’t want to let go.

And I was devastated with this knowledge that I wasn’t prepared to face.

For a while I wasn’t ready to let go and face that what I was holding on to no longer was something I should let go of. It might have been pretty before, but come on, this false love wasn’t pretty anymore, and it was not mine. And had never been.

(I was a pretty messed up kid.)

Friends knew about my struggle. Well-meaning, they told me to try my hardest to let go. So I did. I mean, I tried. But I didn’t want to. I wasn’t ready to let go. Part of me knew that I was making myself miserable by dwelling on this lost love; however, another part of me thought that I could be happy if I had this lost love.

It was only after I started college, met new people and became occupied with a new sort of life that I forgot about it. A few months later, I would realize that I had let go without even realizing it. It was then that I finally saw it for what it was: something tiny that had been made into something bigger than it was by my fevered imagination.

I’m amazed now that I could have been so stupid. I am so thankful that things happened the way they happened, even though I was angry at the time… because who knows how long it would have taken me to realize?

It happens differently for different people. Maybe if I had been a stronger person, maybe if I had tried harder and tried not to lean on myself so much, I would have been able to let go much earlier and been a much happier person without several damaged relationships to give me nightmares. I think I am most thankful that even though I was (am) such a weak person, God provided a way out for me all the same.

Even without my realizing it.

Isn’t it interesting how we can only see clearly when the situation has passed? And how we’re somehow loathe to look at it from different perspectives at that time and place because we’re not ready yet?

It passes when it passes, and perhaps when things have happened to let us open our eyes to see things with clarity for the first time.

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3 thoughts on “Clarity of Perspective

  1. Stopped by and visited your blog. All I can say is, powerful stuff. Who hasn’t felt the same way you did at some point or another in their lives? Methinks it’s almost a rite of passage to love and lose and in time, realize it was all part of the growth experience. Thanks for the flashback. It reminded me of how far I’ve come.
    Bella
    http://gypsyroxylee.wordpress.com/

  2. I can very much relate to this. I think it takes strength to admit to being a weak person. Relationships can be damaging if you love too much. The old saying ‘better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all’ springs to mind.

    Lovely blog.

  3. It’s painful maybe because it’s part of the growing process. Learning can shift our focus also broadened our perspective thus help “let go” a little easier.

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