hi Claire :) will you believe if I say my heart was beating faster when reading your writing?
Saying goodbye is hard. And the realization of goodbye is painful. You're almost leaving a part of something precious in the past. A piece of your heart that you'll never be able to re-claim. Like you said, a realization of never again be able to create another memory with them truly hurts.
Moving forward, the idea of ephemeral friendships or experiences is so real. An "alternative dimension", as you said. Be someone you never was before. (and maybe never will?). But you know what? It's so exciting to bring the freedom of the Ephemeral You into the life of the Reality You. Truly life changing.
Your writing brought many memories and emotions I thought are already far away. I guess - thank you for that? <3
> But you don’t have to be a statistic because, in the most annoying way possible, you are different. Different because you care, difference because you’re aware of this statistic and will fight tooth and nail for it to be untrue
hi Claire :) will you believe if I say my heart was beating faster when reading your writing?
Saying goodbye is hard. And the realization of goodbye is painful. You're almost leaving a part of something precious in the past. A piece of your heart that you'll never be able to re-claim. Like you said, a realization of never again be able to create another memory with them truly hurts.
Moving forward, the idea of ephemeral friendships or experiences is so real. An "alternative dimension", as you said. Be someone you never was before. (and maybe never will?). But you know what? It's so exciting to bring the freedom of the Ephemeral You into the life of the Reality You. Truly life changing.
Your writing brought many memories and emotions I thought are already far away. I guess - thank you for that? <3
oh my god every time i leave a city or group of people, i end up crying on the plane. like the feeling of goodbyes is such a unique sadness
> But you don’t have to be a statistic because, in the most annoying way possible, you are different. Different because you care, difference because you’re aware of this statistic and will fight tooth and nail for it to be untrue
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i fell in love again / all things go, all things go
goodbyes are a perennial subject in my writing, but i find that i've written about it much more in high school than i did in undergrad:
* https://mitadmissions.org/blogs/entry/i-dont-want-to-be-alone/
* https://mitadmissions.org/blogs/entry/your-first-last-day/
* https://mitadmissions.org/blogs/entry/memorial-for-a-dorm/
i think as i've gotten Older goodbyes have become… less real, i suppose
claire your writing is almost as beautiful as you are inside and out i love reading your writing <3
claire I love this post so much. you're making me feel all these emotions again