"If you have never begged God to help you let go of someone, you have never truly loved"... I push myself to release, and each time I try, it is like trying to kill a part of me in many ways. You are a part of me.
The more you resist it, the harder it is. The more you tense up, The more difficult it is to get into the position you need to be. The more you try to force it, The less you are able to accomplish.
Running used to be a method by which I cleared my mind. Not in a healthy clearing kind of way, but in a way that I allowed the pain and unease that came with running, overtake my mind so that I could escape my thoughts, even for a little while. The pain gave me something concrete to focus on. When the pain was not enough to drown out the thoughts anymore, when I could not outrun myself, I stopped.