the things people closest to us do hurt us the most. Questioning dreams telling us we will get seriously injured if we pursue them, talking behind our back, then admitting it. It makes me wonder why we go back time and time again. It like the human nature is to be hurt. Then finally the dam breaks, we say stupid things we don’t mean and the other person wont talk to us and its finally over. The cycle of abuse ends. If things would just stop being complicated and we could have a normal give and take relationship it would be simpler, but that will never happen, so this is clearly the easiest way to exist.