Narrative Essay About Letting Someone Go

Letting someone go is never an easy thing to do, but when you know that the person would be happier, it brings a certain inner peace about going about it.

Most of my entries have been about a person from my past that has had a significant impact on my life. I swore to myself on New Years that there was no more looking back at the past, but rather looking forward to the many great wonders that are waiting in the future. I had fought so hard with every ounce of my being to fix the terms that things were left on with my particular friend, but with as much time that had passed, it seemed hopeless of that ever happening.

With the heartbreaking conversation we had through some emails, I knew that hate would be the only word he would probably use

The feelings and emotions that go along with knowing someone isn’t destined to be in your future in the way imagined, but not pushing them away to the point of losing any of the time you can spend with them. Once the anxiety kicks in panic usually sets in which in return most likely causes this person to leave a lot faster than normal.

I just only wanted to know that he felt some of the things I did, but that didn 't mean we had to be together. Maybe that’s where my struggle first started knowing the odds of him being in my life for the future in one way or another as a significant person in my life and trying to force myself to accept what was meant to be.

There was always this feeling that lingered that made things more confusing when I would start thinking that just maybe there had to be something more to meeting him. I wish I knew why the thought of him not being in my life hits harder than anyone else. In my mind it all makes sense. Then the reality sets in reminding me that he chose to leave. But even though there 's a sad ending to this story doesn 't mean that it wasn 't a great story.

This time, I can let him go not having to question if he hates me or not. I know if I think too far into the meaning of letting him go I 'll still feel a small twinge inside at losing my