When we’re incomplete, we’re always searching for somebody to complete us. When, after a few years or a few months of a relationship, we find tt we’re still unfulfilled, we blame our partners and take up with somebody more promising. This can go on and on like a series of polygamy, until we admit that while a partner can add sweet dimensions to our lives, we, each of us, are responsible for our own fulfillment. Nobody else can provide it for us, and to believe otherwise is to delude ourselves dangerously and to program for a fckn failure in every relationship we enter.
Too often, th thing we want most is th one thing that you cant have. Desire leaves us heartbroken, it wears us out. Suck on it Nana.
