There is something so silly about success. Not because it is difficult to achieve, but because when it finally arrives, it looks so ordinary. No one announces that you’ve crossed the finish line.
One day, you simply wake up living the life you once begged God for.
And I think that’s why it’s hard for me to forge and maintain relationships, because a big ingredient in lasting relationships is the feeling that you would not want to lose the other person. But I really don’t have those feelings. There’s nothing that I can’t afford to lose.
I’ve shared my location with my husband sisajola & we have never once used it to control each other. February he was in a car accident & seeing his location imile when he was on his way home & taking too long helped me see that something is wrong & I was able to call for help.
The former for me. I’m big on good faith. I’ll assume we’re both cut from the same cloth(because enough would have brought us close together) until I learn otherwise