YELLOW.
Lessons on Friendship
Yellow Rose: An historic signifier of friendship. Often connotes joy, good health and optimism.
But now I mourn the wilting of the roses...
Letting go is difficult. Letting go of someone you call friend is excruciating.
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For too long, I overlooked the impact of friendships on my happiness and growth.
I neglected my responsibility to ensure a fruitful and encouraging environment for myself.
I was complacent towards friendships that took more than they gave. I was forgiving of destructive behaviour.
For too long I clung to dying roses.
How can something as beautiful as a rose be so unforgiving to behold? How can such sweet scent suffocate? How can demons be housed in the architectural beauty of the delicate petal?
I found myself looking, in confusion, into the eyes of the one strangling me; my dear friend.
I found myself looking, in confusion, into the eyes of the one strangling me; myself.
Reach out towards―
You have to make space for new growth.
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Gracefully unclasp your curling roses in the name of self love, self care and self preservation.
In retreating from friendships, I have found the overwhelming guilt of selfishness. Even in the knowledge that the relationship presents more harm than hope, there is difficulty in letting go. There is a level of brutality in the cutting of ties that emphasises a feeling of ungratefulness. But the reality is that letting go does not mean neglecting treasured memories. Time can and does separate individuals; and with compassion and understanding, the wounds can be made minimal.
I will always hold dear the sunlight of the yellow roses.
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Trust in your own.
Trust in your own.
By Shamiso. Thank you for reading.