I used to think that letting go was a sign of weakness. I used to think that holding on, even when something was hurting me, even when something had clearly ended, even when the only thing keeping me attached was the memory of what it used to be, was a sign of strength. I used to measure my worth by my ability to endure. To stay. To keep trying even when trying was destroying me. And I was proud of this. I wore my endurance like a medal. I told myself that I was loyal, that I was committed, that
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