Whether it is a person you’re holding on to, a memory, or an object, it is never an easy move to make.
Have you ever held on to somebody, knowing that you are better off letting them go? So many relationships end up this way, especially first loves. I’ve been there, and I am guilty of holding on when I shouldn’t. Even when you know that it is for the best, you still cannot bring yourself to do it, no matter how hard you try.
How about an object? Something you feel close to. Something you have grown up with, that it is part of you. Perhaps the object is broken, or you have no use to it anymore – Why do we feel so guilty and alone when we try and part with it?