hardest thing for me to grasp as an adult is you have to keep showing up no matter how you feel. you gotta do this shit sad, do it heartbroken, do it grieving, do it tired. life doesnโt care, it waits for nobody, you just have to keep going.
You can love a man in the most purest form, give your all and more to him and it still wonโt be enough. You can put him above you and he wonโt even think to consider your heart or sanity. Men can be cruel and spit on your love and give everything you wanted to the next girl.