I’m pretty used to moving, actually. I’ve done it quite a bit in my life. From moving from my hometown, to going to college, to all the places in between, to where I am today, I’ve sort have become a professional mover - without the big truck.
The part where I lack is how to say goodbye. I am the absolute worse at saying goodbye. I’ve never been good at it and, frankly, I’ve had some bad history with parting ways.
Maybe that’s why I can already see myself doing the stiff arm to people whom I truly care about. In fact, in some regards, I’ve already given the stiff arm treatment. It’s not that I mean harm, I just fear the other side.
That other side is the bitterness of losing friends, losing connection, and just forgetting people all together. It’s happened everywhere I’ve been and part of me wonders if that will happen again.
I just don’t know. So to my friends, if I give a stiff arm, just know I still love and care for you all, I just don’t know how to say goodbye
I am a goodbye amateur and it sucks because there are so many things, so many emotions, that are going through my mind and life right now with saying goodbye that I wish I could articulate it well. I hope before it’s too late.
So again to my friends, just bare with me these next few days and week. I mean no harm. I just don’t know what to say, how to act, or where to proceed.
