Opposite side of myself

Endings come all at once. Lives, friends, hang-ups. School, homes, and boredom. Love, security, and comfort. I'd like to think that one big ending causes lots of little endings but I'm not sure that's the case. I think endings come all at once because too much hanging-on would happen without forced endings. You'd never get to really know what it's like to start fresh if only one thing ended at a time, life is much, much too complicated for that.

If endings come as a package deal so do beginnings. Beginnings are more than a new house, haircut, job, or city. They are a small and precious window to be that person you said you'd be if you just didn't and if you maybe could. Beginnings mean new lives, new friends, and new hang-ups. More school, new homes, and new ways to be bored. More love, new security, and greater comfort. And if beginnings didn't offer those things, endings would never last. It would just be too hard. We'd be back where we started all the time.

I'm not back where I started. I'm on the opposite side of myself. I'm on the opposite side because I've had a lot of endings that have pushed me beyond what I thought of myself. I've had new beginnings that pulled me beyond what I knew of myself. If you give yourself the space, the challenge, and the sense of adventure to end and begin you wind up in places you never knew you could be.