Hola Isabel!
Como estas?
Esta bien gracias y tu?
Bien, gracias!
I remember things from my youth that stick with me to today. The above was ALM Spanish in the 4th or 6th grade. But I can recite the passage, the entire first lesson verbatim, at 63 years old. Maybe that’s a sign that I have a good brain.
Maybe it’s a sign that I can’t let loose of shit so far in my past. (But actually, I’ve become more conversant en espanol than I would have thought, as recently as 5 or 10 years ago.)
Anyway.
Not letting loose of shit. There’s someone close to me who can’t let loose of shit. Can’t let loose of shit to the point that their geographic location, their life. what they do day-to-day is dictated by a past bad relationship. I can’t imagine how life limiting feeling that way must be.
There was a time in the not too distant past when I had to make a choice, and either let loose of the shit that was binding me, or (metaphorically) die. The people who were close to me then still don’t understand. And haven’t forgiven.
So, this is your moment on “WYFP?”
What can’t you release? What binds you day-to-day?
Most importantly, what could you do — where would you be — if you were unshackled?