I've been going through hell in with this relationship I've been in. I was lied to by the guy I fell in love with. I found out, after 3 years, that he was married with two kids. Even then, I couldn't pull myself away. After another 2 years and a call from his pregnant wife, I broke down. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything at all. My best friends came to my rescue to try and help pick up all the pieces. They got me a key, LET GO. I never thought I could, honestly. I was too attached. Despite everything, I still loved him. Yet one day, after needing him and him again not being there for me when I needed him most, I looked down at my key and realized it was time. I needed to really let him go. Then and there I decided I was worth more and I needed to be stronger and come out from this hell that I was putting myself through. So I drove to his house, placed the key on his car, and drove away. I have finally "let go."