The Art of Wanting and Letting Go

I have always wanted something—something big, something meaningful. But the more I want it, the further it drifts away from me. It’s like chasing the horizon, running tirelessly, only to realize it keeps moving ahead.

I have worked hard for the things I wanted. I gave my best, poured my heart into them. But in the end, I always had to let go. Not because I wanted to, but because life left me no choice. And every time, I found a reason to convince myself that letting go was the right thing to do.

I once dreamed of becoming a basketball player. There was no doubt—I was good at it. I had the passion, the skills, the drive. But life had other plans. My family situation forced me to move from one place to another, never allowing me to settle into a single club. Frustration took over, and eventually, I had to let go of that dream. Not because I lacked the ability, but because circumstances made the choice for me.

But it’s not just about passion—it’s about everything. I have wanted people in my life, held onto relationships that I believed were meant to last. Yet, in the end, I found myself alone. I wanted to be rich, to have financial freedom, but sometimes, even affording my own expenses feels like a battle. Every time I think I am close to something, it slips through my fingers.

Now, I find peace in this process. I have come to accept that nothing is permanent. I no longer fight the cycle of wanting and losing. Maybe that’s life’s way of teaching me detachment, or maybe it’s just how things are meant to be.

But sometimes, I wonder—do I really let go, or do I just convince myself that I have?

NOTE: The image used in this blog is #ai generated.