I’m never going back, the past is in the past

My girl Elsa’s song holds a lot of truth. Letting go, is hard to do. This past year and a half has been a whirlwind. New school, new city, new job, new friends; new everything. And with all the new means the life I once knew becomes the fast. I am a hoarder. Not a hoarder of items like the TLC show, but I hoarder of memories, of friends and of places.

I recently went back to high school only to discover that I am no longer relevant there. I don’t know any of the students; I’m not in any of the clubs or in any of the classes. All that’s left is my picture in the graduate composite hanging on the wall in the dreary basement. I am now old. This realization got me thinking about all of the other places I used to spend my time and how it’s the same for all of them too. Life carries on whether you’re there or not.

This is a hard pill to swallow. I am learning to come to terms with the fact that my high school days are over and I have to move on. Accepting the fact that those people that I spent everyday with are scattered around the country and who no longer speak to you. Being that person stuck in the past in not only annoying, but really unhealthy. I am starting to see my life like a book, and those times as chapters I’ve already read.

I know I can’t be the only one who feels this way. Maybe that’s one of the reasons people like “Throwback Thursdays” so much it’s a quick way to post something from the past and reminisce for a moment. Maybe we like them because we can’t quite let go of the moments in those pictures.

Letting go of times in your life, especially happy ones is a lot like throwing out your favorite tshirt. It may be old, and worn out and filled with holes, but it was once something that made you happy in some way. Our present lives may be cold to us at times, and full of “holes”, but I guess sometimes we just have to make the most of the present and let it gooooo.

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