I heard a lady on a podcast say...."I finally get it...I am the problem. I walk into people's life with energy, loyalty, love, and peace they never had...and truthfully, never deserved. I disrupt their comfort zone of chaos. They're not used to real. They're addicted to dysfunction. That's why they start acting weird... because my presence requires growth, and they aren't ready for that. Cool I'll take a step back. Keep your mess. I'll keep my peace!!
I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them