My vehicle is repaired and I sure wish that was all. I was kind of coasting on things being not great but not terrible. Between the two exists a state called satisfactory.
Then my fiance’s sister had to break her heart…. I’m living amongst others who may be more or less mentally ill than myself. What can I do? I can’t prevent mistakes, misunderstandings, or any of my family’s pain.
I cried and cried… more than I ever did for anyone else’s pain. I don’t see any way out but through, and those two will have to sort their problems without my help. Ah, every lonely person I know brings up that I have someone, but having someone is an additional risk. Every day is a risk of heart break. Yet what else can I do? She is special to me, and steadies me when I am tempted to destroy everything. I keep wanting to stick around, I don’t want to miss a moment with her. Even in this heartbreak, it’s my privilege to be here to try and steady the woman I love.
I’m a selfish man, anyone who knows me wouldn’t deny it. But there’s a code of conduct, a set of morals that can’t be abandoned anymore than binary code can contain a two. Sometimes I feel things so deeply I think I might be something approaching human, or decent. It is not my goal to be either of those, but to be reasonable. There is no reason within pain, no hope in despair and no future without hope.
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” those two will have to sort their problems without my help.” True, you always have the right to excuse yourself from their problems.