When my friend MJ stopped writing to me, I missed her, but let her alone. I knew whatever was going on had nothing to do with me.
When Tallulah the Bishon’s mother said in her Christmas card, sorry we haven’t been in touch, but we live in Atlanta now, and New York just feels so remote…I knew, it was time to say farewell, they were no longer in my life.
Ella, Amy, Alex and Max, all took flight like birds migrating south, and you know what?
I let them go.
When Jacques stopped emailing after being such a good friend, I felt sad, but understood, there was some discomfort there, something I knew I couldn’t help him with.
Boundaries, even if they don’t initially feel that way, ultimately, are healthy, for everyone.
Respecting someone’s decision to leave is the highest form of acceptance.
We all can’t fill one another’s needs all the time. It’s our own responsibility to do that for ourselves. I feel colossally blessed being so self-possessed because, it’s a gift to be able to be alone, independently dependent on those in your life you choose to be there.
The more I’m chased, the faster I go.
When my desire for solitude is treated insignificantly, I’m angry.
Do someone you love a favor…leave them alone.
Trust me on this.