Moving on is not something we ever jump up and volunteer to do, rather, it is something that we end up needing to do to better oneself. Moving on is usually never easy. Sometimes, we are happy to do it, but it takes a while to get there. Other times, we are put into a position where we have no other non-self-distructive choice.
I find myself taking steps towards moving on a little at a time. My mom passed away 7 months ago and it still feels like a fresh wound. I just keep on trying to tackle something else troublesome each day. From going back to church or cleaning out her belongings, each step of moving on is a step towards me feeling stable again. I am sick of feeling like I am a mess and will crumble at any given moment.
I broke up with my boyfriend of a year not too long ago. I've found that it was something I needed to do for myself. He and I were toxic to one another. Moving on has been hard, but I feel like I have control of my life back.
Moving on may not necessarily be something one wants to do, but rather a necessity for them to find themselves again.
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