
09/07/2025
Let It Sink: The Art of Letting Go When a Relationship Sinks
đ Sometimes ships sink for many reasons.
âď¸Some are torn apart in violent storms.
đ˘Others rust away slowly from neglect.
Some go down because of arrogant captains.
And some â well, some were never built to survive the long voyage.
âĄď¸Some endings come like a storm âyou see them brewing, the sky darkens long before the first crack of thunder.
Others arrive quietly, like a shipwreck in still waters, a natural part of life's ebb and flow. No crash. Just silence.
It just⌠sank.
đThe point is: the sinking doesn't always have a single cause.
Even if it did, would knowing it really change the fact that you're now floating among the pieces???
đWhen relationships end, it's rarely a clean break.
We find ourselves drifting among the wreckage, trying to piece together what sank us.
đ¤Was it me? Was it you?
Were we both slowly drilling holes in the same hull, blaming each other for the leak?
đď¸ I often speak to people caught in that desperate search for answers...
âď¸Acknowledgement. âď¸Validation.
âď¸Blame.
âď¸Closure.
đ¤żLike divers scouring the ocean floor for a missing bolt, they believe it couldâve held everything together.
But those things â those piecesâare often best left to the deep.
âŤď¸Not because they donât matter, but because clinging to them keeps you in dark places â totally submerged by the darkness of it all.
đŞ Heartbreak leaves behind a strange kind of silence. Not a peaceful silence, but a hollow one.
The kind that echoes with all the words left unsaid and the questions left unanswered.
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ââď¸We want answers.
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ââď¸We ache for validation.
However, not all relationships end because someone failed.
Sometimes they end because they simply couldnât hold any more.
Maybe it was incompatibility.
Unhealed wounds.
Captains who took on voyages they werenât trained for.
People who grew, just not in the same direction.
đ§ Trying to assign blame becomes a compass spinning in circles.
We get stuck on the fact that it sank, as if naming the exact cause might bring it back to the surface.
However, what we need isnât blame; what we need is release from its burden.
Not blame â Direction.
⤴ď¸A way forward.
Even if we donât know where it leads yet.
đ¤ˇââď¸How do we navigate the wreckage â the aftermath of the storm?
đŞśYou float.
đââď¸You donât have to swim right away.
â¨ď¸Let yourself drift.
đGive it time.
đ˘ Give it space.
Let yourself feel the grief of the loss.
Then, when you're ready, gather what still floats â
The parts of you that remain.
đ Your values.
đ Your dreams.
đ Your goals
đ The lessons you wish you didnât have to learn this way.
đŁThey become the beginning of a raft.
You may not know where you're going yet â and thatâs okay.
đ¨The future is a canvas waiting for your brushstrokes.
đşđŤThere is no map for healing. Itâs never linear.
Only the gentle pull of time, the kindness of others,
and the heartbeat within your own chest to guide you.
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đMaybe it wasnât supposed to end this way.
Maybe you both tried, in your own broken ways.
But the ship still sank.
And here you are â heart heavy, hands trembling,
eyes stinging from salt and memory.
đ§ Let it.
đ§Let the silence speak. đ§Let the pain say what it needs to.
Then, when youâre ready, turn toward what still floats.
đŤ You đ
It is not the same you who set sail, but the one who knows what it costs to stay afloat.
đYouâll find land.
And if you find yourself sitting in the quiet after the storm, asking:
âHow do I rebuild my sense of self now that the ship has sunk?â
You're not alone in that question â many have asked that.
In my next blog, Iâll gently explore practical ways to begin again â
to reconnect with your dreams, your worth, and your life after the loss.
Healing isnât just about letting go â
Itâs also about learning who you are when you no longer have to keep it all together.
Stay tuned.
𼰠Dedicated to everyone who trusted me with their story. From my heart to yours x
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