One of the qualities I like myself is tenacity. I don’t give up easily. I am like a snapping turtle: once I engage in a thing, I won’t let it go until it completes.
But now I felt that the quality put me in misery I never know existed. I clung on to something that was non-existed for so many years. When the truth got revealed, I felt how foolish I have been. I wanted to laugh at this travesty, but, instead, I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. Did I choose to ignore the situations, or was I so naive not to know what’s been going on?
Either way, I am finally walking away – walking away from something close to my heart. I need to walk away. I need to learn when to walk away and how to walk away. Sometimes it is more courageous to walk away.
Learn to Live 