Today I am thankful for the freedom that comes with letting go, letting go of anger, letting go of hurt, letting go of resentment… letting go of baggage from my past.
It is said that when you can talk about the past without feeling intense emotion you have healed, or at least are in the process of doing so. For me this is true. One day I realized that my past was just that and I had moved on from it not only physically but also emotionally and spiritually. That doesn’t mean that I don’t carry any emotional scars, they are part of who I am, but scars make you stronger.
For a long time my focus was on survival. After that it became important to bear the banner of survivor. I still carry that with pride and I acknowledge the strength and courage of fellow survivors who have also walked through the fire and come out on the other side. But there comes a time when you realize there is more to life than merely surviving; you can’t live attached to the past, you can’t dwell there. So you learn to pack it away and set it aside – not forgetting, but not taking it out to sort through on a regular basis.
We all have stored boxes of the past, good or bad, and likely some of each. Sometimes when I go back and read blog posts I wrote over ten years ago I hardly recognize myself, and yet it was me; and although my past has brought me to where I am, it does not define me now. I am not who I was then, or who I was when I began blogging, or even who I was five years ago. I am healing, learning, growing and evolving just like you.
I’ve moved on to a new chapter of my life, not just surviving but overcoming, and in fact thriving. I acknowledge my past, I own it and I assume responsibility for it. In fact, with the perspective of time I am thankful for it, for all of it, because it has made me who I am. And at long last I feel comfortable in my own skin and content with my life. Letting go of the past has proven to be the ultimate freedom.