Fatigue is torture, physically and heart.
And this world is sometimes a tiring place. When we are too loving, caring, giving a lot of things to people who do not necessarily return what we do. But that doesn't make us stop giving. We actually try more, with the hope that someone will appreciate.
Why do we continue to pay attention, energy and time to people who clearly have never appreciated it?
Maybe we are too afraid to be alone. Unable to imagine the feeling of being lonely, even though a spouse or friends around them have never provided ideal assistance.
We try so hard to look for their hearts, create the best relationships, without realizing that this body and heart are no longer able to try.
Maybe all this time we have tried to be the person who is always in front. Achievements in brilliant schools, careers in the office are brilliant, minds are mature. But still there is a part of us that feels that everything we achieve is nothing. We turn a blind eye to the achievements we have, because some things we have not been able to get.
Not yet found a partner who can fulfill, not yet established enough to step into the aisle. Because we consider this to be a shortage, we desperately try to get "prince" immediately.
Though love never comes forced. Honey is not born of pity and despair.
Nothing is happier than enjoying what we really like. Simplicity that we may not even realize seems to be able to give such a big change in our lives. Read books, take a walk on the beach, or just look at the night sky. Without struggling to waste, our lives are perfect.
This fatigue exists because of the games we create ourselves. Our lives are fine, without having to have those who really don't want to respect us from the start.
