|12.12.2024| Walking Away

I spent most of my youth in Melbourne. This is the place where people come and leave often. I grew up, getting use to say hello but yet also to say good bye.

As I get older, I reckon you would not worry/ hesitate to walk away. No matter how far you live away someone, as long as they are still in your heart, you know you are somehow close. Several group chats I kept since the day I left Melbourne, several friendships I maintain throughout the year.

I carry on this mentality ever since return back to Vietnam. I have less emotion with any break ups on my own or to any friends divorces. This may sound unusual for any Asian, especially for a Viet. When I was 16, someone once told me “Whatever you could pick up, you are able to put down”. I could only understand better, when I get older. Turn out the courage of walking away is true power.

People often mistake between less talking with cold heart. In contrast, people like me wrap their own feeling, quietly leave on the shelf in corner of own heart and move forward . We respect those pains/ suffers but yet we all know life goes on. 30s taught me hearing what people say, but yet watch things people do. Many end-s happened, but I spend time to watch an after-math. I reckon people should less pray for a normal life, but rather how to bounce back after every fallen (as it is not avoidable). I reckon, after 30s, you do need the courage to bounce back right where you fall.

Learn to appreciate both happiness and sorrows, pains and smiles. Life is short that way.