You know that feeling when you just know it’s the end of something?
Like no going back end… no thinking about it… no, I will leave it a few days/weeks/months lol 😂
Whether it be a course you were doing and decide it’s just not your thing, a hobby you have been doing but have lost all enthusiasm, hand washing the dishes and buying a dishwasher haha, even the end of friendships or relationships….
It can be gradual, sneak up on you even, or it can be like being hit by a train one morning when you open your eyes! Either way you just know… that’s it… it’s done… no matter what, it’s finished.
Something from your past, not your present or future… and no desire for it to be in your present or future. That’s when you know it’s really and truly ‘the end’, even if it is just simply washing dishes by hand.
Then there is the ‘giving up vs knowing when to let go’ paradox… personally, if it’s doing what serves you best, how can that be giving up?! Is it giving up?
Let go of the prune hands, buy the dishwasher… not giving up… saving your hands 😂. My point is… perspective is everything, but when it really is ‘the end’, does it ever feel like giving up or is it just simply moving on?
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