Sometimes it’s Best to…….

quit. No, I’m kidding, sort of. Maybe secede would be the better word. I’m not quitting, I’m merely pulling out, while I still have the chance to save my face and my reputation. As if I couldn’t come up with anything else to do, wait I can’t. This merely lies in the hands of someone else, someone who I’m unwilling to let have that tug on my heart. That tug that can either cripple me or empower me, or at best put me somewhere in between. It’s been far too long that I’ve relented and let someone hold me like that. If you’re gonna hold me let’s do it in a kind, loving matter, enough of that putting me in my place bit. Although, I can hinder my own cause in looking for exactly that characteristic.

When do we know when to pull the cord and let go? Is there ever really a good time? When do we hang in there? When do we just say fuck it and move on?

I don’t think I know as I struggle to get the grasp on the fact that my phone’s not going to ring and part of the reason being that I self fulfilled the end result all on my own. I can be bitter or I can realize I made a mistake and move on. I don’t think its worth fixing at this point. At least not by me.

So, I don’t have the answer. At least not the answer I want to tell myself. More like, not the answer I want to hear. So, I’m out. I’m quitting, I mean seceding until you give me a good enough reason to jump back in the game.

Tags: Life, love, reality, relationships