tellherthings:foulfoulstories:One by one the thoughts in her prettyhead winked out.Only little thoug
tellherthings:foulfoulstories:One by one the thoughts in her prettyhead winked out.Only little thoughts at first. Thoughtsshe wouldn’t miss. Names of friends from school she hadn’t seen inyears. Facts she’d picked up but never needed.One by one they just winked away tonothing.And it felt good. It felt so good.And she didn’t need any of thosethoughts, so she let them go. That was fine. It was probably good forher. Helping to tidy up her head. Get rid of some of those things shedidn’t need.One by one her head was tidied up.And the further on she let it go theharder it got to stop and the bigger thoughts started being.What she thought about this, what shethought about that. First boyfriend. Friends.One by one they winked out, went awayforever.And she bit her lip and whimpered andmoaned as she felt them wink away.It wasn’t her fault. It felt too good.And she wouldn’t miss them anyway.And she kept going. Even though sheknew she shouldn’t now. Even though now the things leaving her headwere things she knew she needed. Things she knew she should holdonto.How to choose, how to decide, how tothink for herself.Who she was.She knew she should have tried harder.But she didn’t. It wasn’t her fault.They were so hard to hold onto, and itfelt so good letting them go.So she let them go.And they winked out. One by one.Her name was the last thing. The onlything left.But it meant nothing to her now.Everything it had meant was gone. Everything that girl had been wasalready gone. Her name meant nothing. It was just a word. She didn’tunderstand it.So she let it go. And it winked awayGone.She sighed then. Happy. So happy. Nothing to hold her down. Nothing toconfuse her.Now she’s not anything.Now she can be anything.@tell-me-things-please -- source link