There comes a point in a relationship when you stop caring about what you feel because you know it’ll just make you feel bad, depressed. There’s always that choice of being happy instead.
The world isn’t perfect, some people cheat, some people have casual sex despite being on a serious monogamous relationship – it’s normal for them. Life goes too fast, too soon. It’s so wasteful spending it being sad, bitter. I just have to be thankful to feel. To know how it’s like to be alive. To live. And to always have a choice to be happy.