What I didn’t know about letting go was that it was going to be a daily, hourly, lifelong quest. Sometimes it is so easy to give advice about letting go and so hard to follow it. I held on to so many things for fear letting go would destroy me, that I trapped myself in a panic. A panic I couldn’t escape from, a panic that frightened me. All I could think... I’m going to be free... Free of everything, and I guess I’m scared and nervous. I made a few promises to myself… 1) No matter what I would move through my fear and anxiety when support was offered 2) I would finish whatever writing ideas I started without the fear of acceptance (financial, critical, etc.) 3) I would ‘be myself’ enthusiastically and without regret Recovery to me was so about mastering letting go, well, actually being able to let go, understanding its nuances and its powers and then moving on. Once you let go, you made a choice. Don’t bemoan or spend energy feeding what comes up; notice that it is tough, feel it, embr...