Mantra's Shouldn't Be Disposed Of

September 2, 2007

I grew up in what I would like to call a discarded family. I’m not saying one negative thing about my family, I’m just saying, we rarely found a reason to keep things around. Every other day you would see my mother going into a cabinet or a drawer and just throwing away mounds of things. Even my grandmother had something to say about it. My mom just threw things away. Nothing was ever completely important to file or keep unless it was tax forms or birth records. And I have to say, I have become the same way.

However, this trashy lifestyle did become a problem at times. When my dad needed to balance his checkbook transactions, all hell would break loose, for just a minute. Then he would call the bank, figure it out, the undying love between my parents was restored thereafter.

And that is the lesson we should take. Sometimes we are better off without certain things that just essentially take up space. Sometimes we do end up needing whatever we discarded, but in the end, all is well because we manage to move on and fix things.

That’s why after the emotionally bruising night I had yesterday, and the year it took for me to get over Mr. Ken, I am finally throwing him away. Why am I going to keep myself shattered in order to be there for him? Having him around only makes me weaker, more upset and a lot sadder.

We should all throw situations like the mentioned one away. They aren’t good for us. They aren’t important for other than learning a lesson which I have essentially already learned. However, sometimes you can’t help but keep things just because they look pretty. But their purpose is false pretense and their presence is hurtful.

So here is my new mantra: Just throw it away. Just let it go. You were happy with out it… why the fuck do you need it now?