The Illusion of Healing: When Letting Go Becomes Escape
- Elmira Arthur
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The Illusion of “Letting Go” as Healing. How incomplete narratives fracture the process before it begins.
Let go. Two words repeated like a spell. From therapists with soft voices, from friends who mean well but don’t see you, from spiritual circles too quick to prescribe lightness while skipping over the weight. Let go. Move on. Release it. It sounds simple, almost effortless. But the problem isn’t that the advice is wrong. It’s that it’s incomplete. What exactly are you supposed to let go of? An emotion? A memory? A relationship? A version of yourself? Or a loyalty to pain that once kept you alive? No one ever stops to define it. They expect you to do it cleanly, bravely, quietly. And when you can’t, the failure is pinned on you. As if your inability to shed decades of embedded pain on command is a moral shortcoming.
Defining What You’re Asked to Release. Clarity is the foundation before any genuine surrender.
But here’s what no one teaches you: letting go without context is self-abandonment disguised as healing. Just an escape—not a resolution. You do not let go because someone told you it’s time, or because the world expects a clean break. You do not release what you haven’t yet understood, or silence what still echoes in your body. You do not amputate parts of your past while they are still bleeding in your present. Because that’s not healing. That’s dissociation. It’s not freedom—it’s escape dressed as progress.
Dissociation Masquerading as Healing. Cutting off your pain before understanding it is breaking yourself apart.
When you’re told to let go but haven’t traced the pain back to its origin, you’re not freeing yourself—you’re staging an escape from the very thing that needs to be seen, named, and reckoned with. Letting go too soon or too blindly becomes another way of betraying yourself.
And people do this all the time. They “release” things they never investigated. They chant affirmations over wounds they’ve never cleaned out. They visualize light where rot still festers underneath. And then they wonder why nothing truly changes.
Find the Root, Then Cut the Thread
This is why in Regression-Progressive Therapy, we don’t start with letting go. We start with identification. We trace your patterns with surgical precision. We revisit the moments where something fractured—when your trust in safety, love, or self-worth was first violated. We don’t guess. We excavate. And in that excavation, clarity begins to emerge—not in theory, but in your body, in your memory, in the silent knowing that you’ve finally touched the origin of your suffering.
Only then can letting go mean something. Only then can it be a sacred act of conscious release, rather than a performance of healing meant to keep others comfortable. Because real release is not gentle. It is not graceful. It is not always light. Sometimes it looks like rage finally allowed to surface after a lifetime of suppression. Sometimes it looks like grief so ancient it no longer speaks in words. Sometimes it looks like a memory you thought you’d buried reclaiming space in your chest. And sometimes it looks like choosing to not let go just yet—because what you’re holding onto is still teaching you something vital. Because it’s not ready to leave you, or you’re not ready to lose it. That doesn’t make you broken. That makes you honest.
From Grip to Opening: The Path of Intentional Release
There is no universal timeline for healing. There is only the truth. So don’t let someone rush you into surrendering what you haven’t even mapped. The next time someone says “Just let go,” ask yourself: Let go of what? According to whose logic? And what would be left of me if I did? Then, instead of reaching for the release, reach for the origin. Start there. Not because it’s easy, but because it’s real. And in that realness, you will eventually come to the threshold. Not a forced exit, not an artificial lightness—but a quiet knowing: “This no longer belongs to me.”
That is what true release feels like. Not an act of obedience, but a final breath after a long, necessary confrontation with what was never yours to carry in the first place. Letting go is powerful. But only after you know what you’re actually holding. Until then, don’t perform release. Study the grip. Only then will your hands know how to open.