Some very important relationships in my life have changed recently. Fallen away/ faded away/ ended/ rendered/ ripped/ changed.
And I'm getting to the part where I can be all insightful about it, and whatnot. On most days, anyway.
But know this:
before this point, there was a lot of heart-wringing, stankface-making, growling, and cover-burrowing.
Before seeking the light I shrank from it - preferring the cover of darkness to nurse my despair.
But despair, like everything else, falls away if you open your hands and allow it to.
So here I am. Standing just to the right edge of my spotlight. A little more battle-scarred and stronger for my efforts, but I'm on my feet, and my hands are open.