Weather My Bones Still Carry. Moods that outlast every goodbye

Some relationships leave behind moods you didn't choose. A partner's anxiety sitting in your chest on Tuesday morning. A friend's sadness coloring an afternoon they weren't part of. Years of absorbing what was never yours, until you've forgotten where their weather ends and yours begins. Emotional closeness makes this almost invisible. The moods of people we love move through us like background music we stopped noticing.
Over time, we begin to mistake inherited tension for personality, their grief for our own. Letting go of what was never yours isn't rejection. It's recognition. The permission to feel only what is yours can quietly return a sense of inner weather you thought you'd lost. What remains, after the borrowed moods are set down, often feels more like you than you remembered.