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Pain of saying goodbye…

🌿 Let’s talk about the pain of saying goodbye.

There’s a kind of pain that doesn’t get named enough — the goodbye itself. The actual moment. The hand-holding. The last breath. The phone call. The voicemail you’ll never delete. The looking at someone and knowing this is it.

It is one of the most sacred, brutal things a human being can experience.

And nobody tells you how it actually feels.

It feels like:

🌱 Time stretching and collapsing at the same time

🌱 Forgetting how to breathe and breathing too fast at the same time

🌱 Knowing they’re leaving and still being completely surprised when it happens

🌱 Wanting it to be over AND never wanting it to end

🌱 Saying everything you needed to say AND realizing you forgot half of it

🌱 Saying nothing because there are no words

🌱 Holding it together for them, then falling apart in your car

🌱 Not falling apart at all, and wondering if something is wrong with you

🌱 Replaying their last moments for weeks afterward

🌱 Feeling guilty for the relief you feel after long suffering

If you have said goodbye to someone — recently or long ago — you know.

You know that “saying goodbye” sounds so neat and ceremonial. Like a movie scene with soft lighting. Real goodbyes are messy. They’re rarely on cue. They happen in hospital rooms with bad fluorescent lights and beeping machines, or in living rooms on hospice beds, or on phone calls from far away, or — sometimes worst of all — not at all. You don’t get the goodbye. You only get the aftermath.

I want you to hear this:

However your goodbye happened — or didn’t happen — it counted.

If you said everything: it counted.

If you said nothing: it counted.

If you weren’t there: it still counted.

If you got there too late: it still counted.

If they couldn’t hear you anymore: it still counted.

If your last conversation was a fight: that counted too, and the love underneath it still counts.

You don’t have to have done it “right” for it to be real.

And here’s the thing nobody tells you about the pain of saying goodbye:

It doesn’t go away. It changes shape.

The sharpness softens. The replay slows down. The waves come further apart. But goodbyes echo in your body forever. You’ll hear a song five years later and the goodbye will hit you again like it just happened. That’s not regression. That’s love that doesn’t know how to stop being love.

The pain of saying goodbye is the cost of loving someone enough that their leaving altered you.

That cost is worth it. Even when it doesn’t feel like it.

Especially when it doesn’t feel like it.

💬 If you want — and only if you want — share something below: Who did you say goodbye to? Or who did you not get to say goodbye to? You don’t have to share details. Even a name. Even a single word. We hold space for it all here.

You’re not alone. 💛

— Megan

MegMasters Truth

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Pain of saying goodbye…