Growth:
I once lost half my life for someone, and now I finally understand that struggling when being left behind is futile. Sincerely feeding love to the dogs, overflowing love can spill out, being too good to others can lead to taking it for granted. Picking up the shattered pieces of myself, I realize that the things I obsess over need to practice the loss of expectations. I must leave an escape route for those I care about, and no longer set my expectations dead on others. Loving myself is the beginning of a lifelong romance. Perhaps I will love again in the future, but the foolishness of pouring my heart out will no longer be there. After all, I see through it all: to love others, I must first love myself; to seek love, I must first seek life; to blame others, I must first question my own heart.$BTC $ETH $BNB
