But I prefer to say that only by being willing to experience deep pain can we ever hope to experience great joy.
So I’ve loved and lost. Or loved and realized that it really wasn’t going to work out so I better stop things now before we get into a 2 1/2 year relationship that was better off ending at 3 months and ripping off the bandaid now would ultimately be less painful than letting things linger and fester until we hated each other. Yeah.
So I’ve cried (a lot) and talked with friends (a lot) and therapists (a lot) and questioned and regretted and appreciated and all that. And even though it hurts…
Again! Again!
