............. or rather, moving forward; it can be tough. But we all have to do it at some stage.
I think I have held on to a lot of angst from my early years far too long. It is time to let it go. My husband tells me ALL THE TIME that I have to do just that - what he forgets is that, at the age when everyone else typically spends a few years sorting their heads out, I was raising a family - I never got that 'me' time. So it's taken me a bit longer to get there.
I am here now, and I am finally letting go. I have said 'Sod you!' to all the people who have used me, hurt me, or neglected me, and let them go. This includes family members. It's time for me. And by the Dickens, I intend to make the most of it!