I am good at loving. I have loved so much and never wanted to let go. But sometimes loving means letting go so someone can be happier with someone else.
And if they are happier with someone else, that makes me happier than if they were to stay less happy with me. So it’s a win-win.
They go be happier which makes me happier because I am a real lover and I have figured out real love is more about connection than about attachment.
Sure, being attached is nice. Security is lovely. But only if you both want that. Otherwise it’s just a cage for one person and no one wants that. That’s not love.