Prompt: Let Go. What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why?
I left a job I liked with coworkers I loved because I had a terrible boss. The boss to beat all other bosses at The Terrible Boss Game. So many times I’ve sat down to write about how bad of a boss she was, but the anxiety I feel when recalling those memories paralyzes my fingers, and then I lose all words and instead see only a picture in my mind of her riding my back, whipping my side.
Just typing that last sentence raised my blood pressure; I can feel it. So that’s all I’m going to say. Because I’ve let go.
(Well, trying, anyway.)