letting go
Letting go is hard. In the previous post I talked about leaving someone better than you found them. The hard part is the leaving, either when they do it, or when you've got to do it. Something wonderful came up for one of my slaves. I'm torn between happiness and grief, leaning more toward the happiness though. I've always said "real life first" which I believe, just sometimes sucks for me. If a slave has work, I won't keep them up too late at night too often, if they have college classes I'll make sure they study, and when life brings them unexpected joy, all I can do is make sure they have the best opportunity possible to enjoy it.