Time?

At what point do you realize that its time?

 Time to take something that has been so much of who you are for so long that you can no longer see it as anything other than part of you and allow it to end?

When strangers can take something that is yours and use it for something it was never intended to be used for regardless of whether or not you agree?  I don't understand how someone can use something that was not theirs to be used?  To miss the purpose of what is written?

I'd like to say that this wasn't for you...it was for us.  I do not know your intentions.  I'm sure they were for good and not for harm, but still you failed to ask us.  The ones to whom these words belong...and that...feels awful.  Really awful.

I just wish they would have asked what we thought before moving forward with what they wanted.  There is more to the story and to our reasons why.  Lots more that no one else could possibly know about.