You can choose to live your life with the joy of the front row or solemness of the third row. The choice is yours. That's me in the front row with my joy. Those are my coworkers in the third row. Every day is a struggle to keep them from killing my joy.
these mountains that you are carrying, you were only supposed to climb. ~Najwa Zebian~ living without love hurts. carrying regret and heartbreak for those events only worsens the pain. learn to let go.