I find it hard to let go of things. Like when someone has done me wrong or even just letting go of my fears. For some reason I have a difficult time when Curtis goes out with his buddies and I am left at home. I don't feel jealous. I just get anxious about him being out. I hope that he is being safe and that he is having a good time. I guess that a calm mind will come in time. Maybe it is just part of being a woman. Who knows. All I know is that I don't like the feeling I get and that I really hope that I will grow out of it in time.