I hold onto some things very tightly. Like white-knuckles-gritted-teeth-if-I-let-go-I-die kind of tightly.
It’s actually amazing I have the energy to do anything else. Anything but hold onto these things. I don’t believe I am alone in this.
I think the majority of us are probably walking down the street, teeth gritted, knuckles white, nails digging into our palms, holding on so painfully tight to things that were never ours to begin with.