Have you ever had to let go of anything that you thought was an inherent part of you?

Although it was more forced on me than my decision alone, I gave up a life of over 20 years with family, friends, acquaintences, job, home, and all my possesions because of my mistakes in life.

It took me over 5 years of trying to convince myself that it wasn't what I wanted. However, Life can be very strange. I finally realized that sometimes, you really don't have a choice and either you can move on or quit right there and then.

I chose to move on and my regrets are all but faded.

I realized that I am a better person for it and I don't have to be like the rest of the world. I died to my old self and that was just the beginning.

Happy Friday to all!

Many things that were an integral part of me have been taken away. It was all very good for me. Unfortunately, I cannot say that I had the maturity to know at the time that I should "let go" of them. I didn't let go of them, God took them away from me. I am eternally grateful that He did.

Now I have something that I pray He will take. I have given it up, repeatedly. He has yet to take it away.

Yours in Christ Jesus, Grace

My negative self-concept. I used to view everyone as a perfect "10" and myself as a "10" minus one for my weight, minus many for my disabilities... I felt I was so much lower than every one else and, in turn, that everyone else was better than me. Then someone mentioned that I should count myself as a "10" and basically ignore everyone else's attributes, that are simply different from, not better than, me. As Dr. Phil puts it, it was "a changing day in [my] life."

One thing from which I need to part is my addiction to sleep... I love to sleep and once I fall asleep, it takes me forever to get up. I snooze my alarm so many times. It's gotten to the point where I take a shower at night just so I can sleep more in the morning.

Life is progress, I guess.

Yen and it kept haunting for months .The only effective way was reconstruct and restructure life style and attitude,to move forward.Still,some times and some where,the memories keep flying, drifting.stay standstill for few moments and vanishing,leaving a kind of forgotten pain and yearning behind.I don't think it's possible to totally get rid of such memories nor should it be desirable [the heart says so].

Yep a job and my ex. They were both toxic and created a lot of stress and hurt. I was hanging on to both of them and thinking that they were for me and what they both did was stress me out to the point I couldn't see and it worked on my body, I was gaining weight, and overeating and over working and becoming depressed. When I looked at all that those two things were doing to me, and I finally realized it was best to give them up, I have been more freer and more coherent and more upbeat than I have ever been in a long time.

Yes. The daily act of picking up one's cross and carrying it is a constant struggle of self examination and seeing the next best step, which is often an act of giving up something that you realize is not part of the real you and which keeps you from reflecting the divine nature.

my 1st husband... i was young and deeply, madly in love.... i knew deep down that he wasn't right for me... but i married him anyway... we had the longest, toughest 5 months married... the break-up was heart wrenching and i was so bitter (i was also pregnant, and he didn't want anything to do w/ me or the baby)

i emotionally "held on" to him for over a year, even after splitting up... my son was almost 2 yrs old... before i finally told him to "hit the road" (he would come around for stupid reasons)

point being:

i had NEVER felt physical pain like that before. Hope i never will again.

my deceased husband. I am going and trying to let go, so I can move on with my life. It is so hard, and has been over 1 1/2 yrs. It is depressing and it was totally unexpected.

Yes, my brother. He treated my Dad very badly because of some skewed jealousy about me and my sisters. My sisters told me I had to love him because he was my brother. I told them that anyone who could treat his own father like that was capable of anything. He later went on to do much worse things to his own wife and children, and my sisters were freaked out that I was right about him. I think they still wish he was in our life, but they understand why I feel the way I do.

I had to let go the whole teenage-love relationship thing. It did more harm to me then good, so i gave it up.

Probably the hardest thing for me to do. I'm still tempted every day to continue in relationships. I'm not very strong in that, i have to admit.

But i'm trying. And i know it was right to let go of.

God bless.