A ghost used to haunt me.
This ghost was something that - though I didn't talk about it - had bothered me for years. Something that I would dream about now and again, telling me that it troubled me more than I cared to admit.
When I recently faced what had disturbed me, it became abundantly clear that it was time for me to say goodbye to the worry. I gained clarity on why things became what they were in this situation, and that what had changed most was me. I'm not sure the change is good or bad, just a change, and I am now at peace.
I feel lighter. So I had to share.
Has this ever happened to you? Was your ghost a job? A lost love? A family member? A friendship? A lost object?