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“Don’t you ever get tired of holding on to people?” It’s a question that comes up more often than expected. Sometimes directly, sometimes hidden between words like 'clingy,' or 'too much,'. There was a time I might’ve agreed. A time when silence stung, and unreciprocated efforts felt like rejection. Back then, I used to overthink a text that didn’t get a reply or wonder why I always had to be the one who reached out first. That’s changed. These days, I don’t hold on to people out of fear they’ll leave. I don’t reach out hoping they’ll stay. I send messages, check in, share little thoughts because I want to. Because it’s part of who I am. It doesn’t come with any expectation or a scoreboard. It takes ten seconds to send a thinking of you message. Maybe a minute to share a meme that reminded me of someone. A short call to say, 'I saw your favourite snack today and thought of you.' Small things. Nothing grand. Just everyday reminders that someone matters. ...