We should not feel sorry for ourselves. It’s not always good to blame others for our misery. Everything we face as a person is the ultimate result of our own decisions and choices. If someone broke our heart, it’s not his/her fault, it’s ours. Why we let ourselves to become so attached to that person.? Why we cared too much.? Why we trusted too much.? Why we loved too much when we were not getting the right vibe.? Nothing is good in excess. We need to keep some energy for ourselves; we should learn to contain ourselves.
They say, time changes people. I say, nothing can change a person. Nothing can change a nature of a person. However, a person becomes pretentious, learns to act according to the situation. While doing so, he/she never feels comfortable but is forced to behave in a certain way to tackle people and situation.
The people you love the most, hurt you the most
The people you dislike the most, surprises you the most
The people from whom you run away the most, loves you the most.!
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