The internet is obsessed with the idea of “letting them," the viral philosophy that when people show you who they are, you don't argue, convince, chase, or correct them. You simply let them. And listen: I get it. I do. Honestly. Inner peace. Emotional maturity. Not wasting your energy on things you can’t control. It’s beautiful, and I love that. . . for you.
If you’re the kind of person who can genuinely let things roll off your back and move through life unbothered and unaffected? I support you, 100 percent. That’s incredible. Unfortunately, that isn’t me.
I am sometimes (most times) a girl with a paragraph-long text in her Notes app. And that is okay.
There are definitely moments where I can step back and think, you know what? No response needed. But there are also moments when I have a zinger sitting in my back pocket that I personally believe deserves — no, needs — to see the light of day.
“Letting them” isn’t the only enlightened response to disappointment. The most healed person in the room isn’t necessarily the one who never reacts, never sends the long ass text, never needs the last word. There’s room for both.
If you’re the type of person who wants to quietly let things go? Live your life, babe. If you’re the person who has a closing argument prepared? Let it rip. I’m typically the latter, and I’m not currently interested in forcing myself to be something I’m not. Neither approach is morally superior.
Double Dog Dare You: This weekend, let them if you want to. And speak up if you don’t.
