SOMETHING OLD, SOMETHING NEW, SOMETHING BORROWED

Hey bluebloods, It’s an evening POSH moment today, been swamped with quite a lot but haven’t gotten to do much- quite an irony, right? I hope your week was great, mine was…some answered prayers. Today I want to talk about something old, something new, something borrowed…

So, I’ve been thinking, what really is letting go? If I were to sit in my "royal seat" and judge, I would say, it’s as simple as deciding that something is not good for you and moving on but as reality has rained on me, it’s never that easy, although the person telling you to, makes it sound just that way. It may just be a bad habit like my strange love for POLO sweet which is not good for consumption every day or something as grave as the loss of a loved one, whatever the case is, it’s hard to let go but that’s not what I want to dwell on…the fact that it’s hard.

The truth is that although it’s a slow and painful process with a thousand knives carefully finding their way through your heart and your feet feeling like they are stuck in the mud, you can let go, anytime you feel like, especially since in this case, it’s the best thing for you to do. The process is pretty long, it starts from denial, you hear you trying to re-assure yourself that nothing is wrong and you try hard to convince yourself that it’s not what it seems…but it is. Then you start to get angry, mostly at yourself because you are asking yourself the victim question, “why me?” It must have happened to you for a reason (a good one at that), trust me, it’s best to look at it from that point of view so that you don’t end up a self-pitying lunatic (very true, it can mess with your psyche). The most important part is when you ACCEPT that this is something you have to deal with, we all have to deal with something at some point. That my dear, is the beginning of the journey to recovery and sometimes, self-discovery. It’s a hard process but to taste how sweet the corn is you have to heat it up first.

This piece inspires me and speaks to me in some way and I hope it does same or more for you. Life, my darling blue-bloods is not meant to be endured and is not meant to look like a video in which a rat is helplessly looking for a way out, and come to think of it, you are not a rat… (No offence to the animal kingdom). You know the surprising thing...most of the time, we hold the keys to our escape.

Remember, enjoy the moment…too many beautiful things happening to pass up on…

Loads of love…xoxo.

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