There's a moment when the backpack weighs just the same...

Loading things that you don't even know if they're still yours. For years I carried a backpack full of responsibilities, expectations and commitments that I never stopped to check. Some things were mine. Other not. But since they were carrying so long on my shoulders, I ended up believing that they all belonged to me. And for a long time I didn't even see it. Because there are burdens that once were love. Or loyalty. Or necessity. And that works... until it stops working. Until one day you wonder what's uncomfortable: Did I really choose to wear all of these? And no relief appears. Guilt appears. Because you've been holding on for so long that letting it go seems like betrayal. Like you're failing someone. Even though you don't even remember when you made that promise. But not everything that weighs is your responsibility. And not everything they expect of you has to remain your burden. Sometimes the first step isn't letting go. It's realizing that a backpack exists. Because when you finally see her, something changes. The weight doesn't go away. But stop confusing yourself with who you are. What have you been holding on for so long... You don't even remember when it started to weigh you down? — Jose Luis #salfueradeti