Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.
One of the hardest phases for me to say goodbye to was the version of myself who was still becoming.
There was a time in my life when everything felt uncertain but full of possibility. I was learning, growing, making mistakes, dreaming bigger than I knew how to execute. It was messy and overwhelming at times, but it was also alive. Every day carried a sense of “what if” and “maybe this will work.”
I didn’t realize I would miss that phase while I was in it. Back then, I only wanted stability, clarity, and arrival. But once life started settling into more defined roles and responsibilities, I began to understand something: the becoming is more magical than the arrival.
Saying goodbye to that chapter meant letting go of late-night dreams, spontaneous decisions, fearless risks, and a certain innocence about the future. It meant accepting that growth changes you — and that not all change feels exciting. Some of it feels like loss.
But in hindsight, that phase wasn’t really lost. It transformed. The courage I built then still lives in me. The dreams evolved, not disappeared. And the younger version of me — the one who was brave enough to begin — is someone I carry forward, not leave behind.
Goodbyes don’t always mean endings. Sometimes they mean integration.
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