Dear Trusting Me, You used to hold on so tightly; to timelines, to expectations, to the fear of falling behind. You believed that if you weren't always busy, you were somehow losing your place in life. But now you know better. You're learning to soften. To let the panic quiet down. To let life meet you halfway. What's meant for you will never pass you by. You don't need to chase anymore. You just need to trust. Love, The version of you finally learning to let go