It’s heartbreaking when you come to terms with the fact that maybe the safest way to live is alone. You start to realize you’re getting older, and finding someone real to build a life with just isn’t likely. Most people are either too into themselves, still chasing the streets, stuck on an ex, trapped in their past, or they come into your life just enough to confuse you. They want you, but not enough to choose you, and still won’t let you go.
We’re living in a time where being toxic is normalized, and it’s depressing to admit that being single might be the only way to truly protect your peace and mental health. Relationships today feel nearly impossible. So many people lack honesty, consistency, and real communication. And the worst part is knowing exactly what you have to offer, but never finding someone who has a table worth bringing it to.🥲