Letting go, but is it half-empty or half-full glass?
I have a tough time letting go of old things, whether it's material items or intangible things like situations and feelings. I jokingly half-blame it on family as some of us are 'hoarders', always keeping something "in case we might need to use it", but never do. Not even once. If I did, it would be like a once-off, and even that's rare.
It's been said by wise men, that the external situations we encounter is really a manifestation of the spirit inside, and I couldn't agree more. As much as I understand it in concept, it's taken me a long time to realise it. Even so, it's been a slow (and sometimes painful) process, and turning the spirit around is still a task and a half, but small steps, right?
Am I a glass half-empty or half-full person?
I think I've mostly been the former, even though I don't always portray that to the outside world. I've also always been too ridden by shame to admit it. But you know what? Now I just need to dump the water that's in that glass because it's dirty like water being left stagnant for far too long and now it's full of dust, bacteria and all that shit.
I can't fill the glass with more water, then all I'll get is more dirty water, so I just need to throw all that dirty water away. It doesn't matter whether it's half-empty or half-full. That's me the whole of last year. Before that it was just dirty water swirling around the glass, wondering when it'll clear up.
Wash with detergent and wipe. That's the only way I can fill it with new fresh, boiled, clean water. That's what I'm doing now. Time to get rid of riff-raff in my life, once and for all. Make room for new and better things. I'm just slapping my head for not doing this much earlier. But, better late than never.
I am excited to see what happens next. I'm hopeful.
Thanks for reading. Have a good day, and stay safe!