I have a love/hate relationship with letting go....and I know you do too.
Sometimes letting go is easier said than done. Not sure if many people know this...but my father and I have had a sorted relationship since I was a kid. We never really saw eye to eye on much.....fought constantly...all that jazz. I doubt many of you knew this because we were just so good at being fake. Plastering on that smile, hugging and kissing, posing for family photos. Yeah..... We were the type that would fight the ENTIRE way to a party....but as soon as we parked the car we were all smiles. Looking back it kinda freaks me out at how good we all were at being fake. Never letting people see how much pain we really felt.....never letting people know what really went on behind closed doors....for fear of exposing the reality of our situation.....we weren't happy at all. I have struggled to maintain a relationship with my father since his separation from my mom. I literally felt sometimes like I was chasing a ghost . It should never be that much of a struggle to spend ...