Now, when I think of intimate relationships, I think of two people who care enough about one another to support, cherish and love the other. These responsibilities, if you will, should be effortless. Once the love is hard to come by, the support is no longer unwaivering and the act of cherishing is no longer existent, then what?
I believe relationships are the reason and the purpose of life. Without my daily interactions with others, I would have no direction, motivation or zeal for life. Relationships with boyfriends, with my sisters, with my mom, with my best friends are meaningful because these people bring (or are supposed to!!) joy and fulfillment, and hopefully I return it in a similar fashion; nevertheless, feelings change and people change and therein lies this confusing rabbit hole rationale on life.
I don't propose I understand it better than anyone else, but I am passionate in the belief that my life, nor others', could be meaningful and truly purposeful without the existence of others. This is why it hurts when a best friend betrays you. This is why a piece of your soul seems to have broken when you and your boyfriend don't make it. This is why we're human!
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