Sorry to bother you... but I think you left your knife in my back

[k_law114]

Who knows why we do the things we do? More importantly... why does it seem that the people who mean the most to us are the same people who always hurt us? Boyfriends, parents, siblings, best friends the list goes on. Why does it have to be that the people who you care the most for are the exact same people who rip out your heart, trample your

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[pags411]

By the end of your entry you came to an important realization. Those who hold back do not have the chance of being hurt. Being hurt inflicts sadness more often than not, however happiness is the end of a spectrum. This leads to happiness not being able to exist without sadness. If you reflect on disappointments, emotional bruises, and dramatic episodes you've experienced you will find most of them have ended up being constructive in the long run. Through sadness, we learn happiness. Sadness is a product of being hurt, and we can only be hurt if we are open with our feelings. Therefore we can only learn how to construct true self-contentment through being open with our feelings. Be thankful you learned this through believing it, as opposed to believing the contrapositive.