In lieu of The Switch

I might even have the opposite of The Switch. Over-attachment to people who have treated me like shit-- a curse. Something definitely worth working on. Getting free.

But a substitute for The Switch:

delete, delete, delete. When I moved I took nothing of sentimental value, very few things that were signs of a partnership.

Since leaving I've deleted everything digital. Every photograph, every email, every text message, every messenger message.

Everything.

It's necessary when beginning a journey to the underworld to leave all of your belongings at the door. You enter into the dark naked or you don't enter into it at all.