By Susana Fletcher
It’s not you, it’s me. You’re amazing. You have beauty and creativity and the most inspiring ideas on how we can spend time together. You support the time I spend with my kids. I’m so thankful for that. You have challenged me in the best ways, and I am a better person for having known you.
When we first began our relationship, we spent hours upon hours just staring at each other, communicating all the ways that we could grow together. It was a time rich with possibility and excitement. It was a great meeting of the creative minds.
Then we dabbled in some of your fantastic ideas. You were always better than me in the execution, but at least I was getting better than I was before I met you. You’d look at me and say, “Oh, that’s pretty close.”And I’d sigh and thank you for your encouragement. I knew that I could never match your exacting standards even then. But I let myself believe that you could change me, turn me into the maker genius I thought I could be.
I showed everyone what we had made together. I spoke so highly of you –all your accomplishments and how you had helped me with some remarkable things. But I couldn’t get past the fact that they were your things. They were your ideas. And try as I might, I could not come up with them on my own. I needed you desperately. But you didn’t need me, did you? You would be just fine if I walked away.
So, I’m walking away. I can’t be dependent upon you anymore. I need to forge my own path now, to let my creative juices flow on their own. I won’t be as good as you. I know that. In order to find happiness, it’s important to me that I stop comparing. I’ll forget you soon, and be content with my own work. I need to be free.
I know you’ll help others, and you’ll be happy. But for now, it’s over, Pinterest. Goodbye. *Ctrl W*
Susana Fletcher is a mother, writer, blog contributor at SorryForParenting.com and a creator of pretty good things.