Anchors and Burdens.

Last night, while watching ‘Haunting of Bly Manor‘ with my best friend, one particular quote stood out to me and it gave me a lot to think about. The quote goes something like, “She was my anchor. And then I suppose she was my burden,” and the quote itself has a very different meaning when put contextually. But this quote made me think about how we let ourselves be so comfortable around certain things and certain people that we let them hold us back from living the life that we’re meant to without even fully realizing the hold that we let them have over us.

I say ‘let them hold us back’ here because it’s not something that we don’t necessarily see the people we choose as our anchors to end up being the very things holding us back. Then I realized that an anchor and a burden are two very different things but there is such a fine line between them. In a sense, an anchor is a dead weight and so is a burden, but this anchor also serves as a tether which obviously makes it useful.

And the most curious part of it all is that, by the time you come to realize that what once used to be your anchor is now your burden, you’re not ready to let go of it. We’re far too deep. And it’s sad. It’s very sad because the only way to get out of it is to let go of that burden and it’s not the easiest thing in the world to do.

We’re always somehow walking the line between anchoring ourselves to something and getting so attached to it that it eventually becomes our burden. Attachment is so scary because it happens in such a short time, but we end up taking forever to let go and even then, we end up with pieces left behind.

So, where exactly does one begin to let go? And how does one bring themselves to do it? Why do we choose to let go?

Sometimes, we realize that things… well, people are doing us more harm than good. Not everybody is brave enough to let go and we shouldn’t hold that against them. The process is painful and I wish more people understood what they’re asking of others when they ask them to let go.

But, the minute you let go and push your way to the surface, the second you feel fresh air flood your lungs, it makes everything worth the pain and effort.

I guess we all start somewhere, don’t we?

Cheerio! Xx

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The Shubhster.

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