Someone recently inquired why I abandoned another person so hastily. I merely smiled and chose to remain silent. Although I attempted to articulate my thoughts, I soon realized she might not comprehend the matter at hand; after all, she is charming and likable. How could she possibly grasp the pangs of rejection? What insight could she possess regarding that dreadful sensation of self-doubt that ensues with each “no,” even before a question has been posed?
I do not consider it to be an act of selfishness to walk away in order to preserve one’s own well-being. I have found myself in a situation before where I lingered far too long when I should have departed, ultimately shattering my heart into a myriad of fragments. It took me years to piece those fragments back together, and even now, I can still feel the scars on my hands from picking up the shards.
I refuse to endure that again.
There are seven billion souls traversing this earth, and in this lifetime, I have come to understand that we will encounter only a small fraction of them. I do not desire individuals who will compel me to question my worth or instill doubt within me. I seek each person in my life to be a source of motivation, inspiration, and vibrancy someone who can assist me in becoming a better version of myself, or at the very least, bring me joy and laughter. I am not extraordinary, but if you could be that person for me, I assure you, I would traverse heaven and hell to keep you by my side.
Is love measured against other relationships or familial backgrounds?