Life is about making choices… (2)
Within less than a week, I’ve found out that two close friends of mine have been together with partners that don’t make them happy.
My friends are good people.
They’re nice and easygoing individuals yet their partners have succeeded in making them very self-conscious about themselves.
They have become less confident about themselves.
They’re thinking they’re not good enough.
In short, they’re unhappy.
Words been said, things been done.
Everything stays the way they were.
Albeit all this, my friends can’t just walk away.
I told them I’ve been on that road before.
But not for long.
Because I soon realised there was no point of such togetherness.
If my partner wants to trust no one but himself and to fall apart, I might try to help him back on his feet. But if he doesn’t stop digging his own grave, I’m not going down with him.
If my partner intends to create his version of a perfect love by forcing me to change into somebody I’m not to follow his suit, I would tell him to go fuck himself.
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But then, what about love?
They whispered.
Well, what about it?
I asked them back.
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"Choices that deal with love are like alcohol, when you are under the influence of it you tend to do things that you regret later on."
Well, be sensible.
Are you one of those people who plans on binge drinking to your painful death?
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I’m not exactly the right person to give advice on love and relationships.
But I’d said what I had to say.
I wish them good luck.
