"The human soul has still greater need of the ideal than of the real. It is by the real that we exist; it is by the ideal that we live." Victor Hugo
“Maybe you are so focused on how everyone else perceived you, that you no longer know who you are. And that’s too bad, cause if you could only see what I see.”
Sometimes…I get bothered by many of the same things but perhaps for different reasons. Was it worth it?
No, not really, as most of the time, it’s almost like this was a foreseeable outcome. I thought I’ve made my peace with it – decided that it’s not worth it to me or it’s out of my control.
But if the signs were visible, the outcome was just so predictable, why does it still bother me when finally facing the music? It makes me wonder…
Could it be me? Was I just crossing my fingers to let it happen while hoping this time would be a different outcome?