the start of my “I BELIEVE” essay
In a few weeks I will be graduating from high school, or the place that has been my home for the past four years. My friends have become my extended family and at times, it is like they are the ones that will be there forever. Then the reality hits that, in a few weeks we will be splitting up and I may never see them again. I put on a strong face, so they do not realize that deep down I am truly heartbroken that we have to go on different paths. I have always had trouble of letting go of people and places. Perhaps it is because once I love something I put my whole heart and soul into loving it. I believe that letting go is so hard and I absolutely hate doing it. I like having the comfort of knowing there are people I have grown to love, that love me back. The thought of having to find new people to fill the empty spaces frightens me. It takes a lot of me to trust people in the first place, so letting go of those I have grown to trust, hurts. I do not want to start the process of finding new friends and having to open up to them. Doug Horton said that, “If you love something let it go free. If it doesn’t come back, you never had it. If it comes back, love it forever”, but what he did not mention is the effect of having to wait for the love to come back is painful.
