Better off alone.
There was a time I would have given anything to belong with someone. I mean that. Anything. Acting selfishly I even went as far as trying to save things when they had already decided to leave.
I later learned that being someone’s belonging is meaningless if you only bring them pain as one. As happy as I was in their company, it wasn’t mutual. What good is the greatest joy you’ve ever known if you can’t share it with those who brought it to you? If instead, it only hurts them. I then understood something that matters a great deal more to me than having a home by their side.
Their happiness. Their well being. Their comfort and peace. These come first. Now I’m homeless with no where to belong because these things could not be found with me. As sad as that may sound, it is the path I choose. Any amount of suffering is worth enduring to protect those you love, even if it’s from you.
I later learned that being someone’s belonging is meaningless if you only bring them pain as one. As happy as I was in their company, it wasn’t mutual. What good is the greatest joy you’ve ever known if you can’t share it with those who brought it to you? If instead, it only hurts them. I then understood something that matters a great deal more to me than having a home by their side.
Their happiness. Their well being. Their comfort and peace. These come first. Now I’m homeless with no where to belong because these things could not be found with me. As sad as that may sound, it is the path I choose. Any amount of suffering is worth enduring to protect those you love, even if it’s from you.
