Letting it go is a sign of weakness and is like ignoring it. You should handle it by learning to accept the fact that your no longer their husband/wife. This applies to anything.
That is exactly what 'letting go' is.
Anyway, I normally don't do things that make me afraid. But sometimes I have ****ed up nightmares.
I had a dream that kept coming back to me, It was about me bieng at my grandma's house at night. It wasn't that scary then. But eventually, the news on the T.V. says that a group is going around killing and torturing everybody on the street my grandma's house is on. By then my heart starts beating and I'm acting like I'm going to die. I open the door and see A pair of monster type things zig-zagging accross the street to peoples houses. They then stay in the house for about five minutes and then leave, setting the house on fire as they go. Eventually they come close enough to my house to see them closer. I see a 'Scream' like character and a giant black dog with silver fangs and claws.
This is normally where it cuts off.
Another dream I had once, was probably based off a Half-Life 2 game. It really seems like it.
Well, anyway, I'm in a giant burned down, destroyed, ravenged, city. Sortof what you would see in Hl: 2. It's night. All of the adults are looking for the kids for some reason. I eventually find a building that is still in tact and has the lights on inside of it.
I remember moving some box so I could get inside the building, it was filled with rubber kickballs that you see four-year olds playing with. I throw some of the balls over the fence in the backyard of this building.
So, I walk through the door and it looks like the building is completely empty. But, it seems the adults found me some how. They run in from where the entrance is with torches. Then it's blackness.
I'm still in the dream, and I regain conciousness. It's day now. I'm in some sort of daycare with a fruit tree and a whole bunch of kids running around and playing with the balls I threw over the fence. I don't understand why or how the balls, or how I am there. So I start walking around and find an adult standing behind a podium of some kind.
I ask her why I'm here and she just tells me, "Just play around with your friends, It's okay here." So I walk away and go play for a little while.
After I make friends with another kid I start playing ball with some of
his friends. The game is cut short for some reason so me and my new friend go over to the fruit tree.
I can't remember what fruits they are right now. This happened awhile ago.
Anyway, me and my friend start eating some of the fruits, They seem pretty tasty and they filled us up pretty fast.
We stand up to go play, but some old man walks in from a wooden porch that I never noticed before. He has a really kind expression on his face.
Most of the kids run away, I don't know why they are doing that, because the man looks so nice.
Me and my friend walk up to the man and tells us really nicely, "It's time friends, let's go."
Me and my friend follow him up the wooden porch. It sort of winds around the house to the top.
We get to the top in no time. The man tells my friend to close his eyes and turn around. The old man pulls out a shutgun from somewhere and says, "I'm sorry, friend. You will get there eventually." Then he shoots my friend in the back, and throws him off the porch.
I was completely oblivious to what happened, for some reason.
The old man then turns to me and tells me the same thing. I started to think I was going to die, which sortof seems out of the place for this dream. Since I didn't think anything negative before in the whole dream.
I close my eyes and turn around.
The man then says, "I'm sorry, friend. You will get there eventually." Like he did last time.
He then shot me in the back.
I woke up, and laid down still for about five minutes, thinking I was dead.
Then I thought to myself that, "If i'm dead, then why is my heart beating and why am I still thinking."
Then I got up, opened my eyes and just started thinking about the dream.