For the first time, I understand where so much sadness is coming from. I’m at peace with it.
You fall in love with people, groups of people, situations, experiences, moments. It hurts to think about those that are taken away from you or limited due to rules, social norms, pandemics, politics, etc.
You get rerouted, you find new happiness in a completely new direction.
You mourn the things your last heart ached for. You think about the moments, over and over and over.
Happy to the things that were risky that you said yes to, and made that you didn’t more things outside of the box.
Never worrying about what anyone else thinks, saying what I want when I want if I feel it.