You just put on that familiar playlist with top ten break-ups songs you gathered over the years and enjoy a smooth ride into self pity mixed with guilt and anger flavored with a hint of relief until one day you reach the point of simply going, "Honey, we might be through but you won't hear me complain". This is the moment you know the torture is finally over and it's for you to climb up your favorite top, look at that wonderful view and breath in a fresh breeze soaked in the feeling of pure freedom.
I put my past in the past, embrace the future and enjoy the colorful fall along with its fallen leaves.
I congratulate myself for making it through another difficult period, I embrace the strength of my heart and soul while looking at my hair abandoning my head one by one just like the leaves abandons the trees. Where my head succeed my scalp fails. I have heard about this phenomena of hair loss during big changes in life and now I get to live it. I decided not to freak out and just cut it off. I wanted to put past in the past right, so why not cut it off all together? Well I'm not ready to go completely bold but cut enough to give it strength to grow normally again.
So next time I'll be sitting on this bench there will be less hair on my head, fewer leaves in the trees and we will be closer to embracing another winter.
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