Love.
The double-edged sword. It is what makes monsters and angels alike. It is what turns into obsession. It is what hardens your heart.
It can be one-sided. It can be reciprocrated. It can tip the weighing scales. It can be sweet.
Recently, a friend got lost in love. She got lost so bad, she lost herself, her bearings, and...yesterday, TN and I were afraid she may lose her life as well. Looking at her, it pains me as a friend, as a fellow flesh and blood, and as someone who has been through it. I'm sad to say that nothing we did helped much. It was just as I see dozens of helpless old folks on the roads, homeless, I will give money to some, but I can't give money to all.
I can't advise on how I pulled through in the past. I might have lost a big part of my memory in doing so. But I can be very certain that if you have the courage to continue on, you will pull through. Don't give up on yourself, but don't sink any deeper either.
Love. It's a whirlpool.
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