Looking back on my past, sometimes I can't believe that I really went through the darkest parts of my life so far. I was completely, utterly, lost. And it was exhausting. I wasn't really challenged by school, I never asked my parents or anyone for help, I didn't rely on anyone, and all my emotions went numb inside of me for the longest time. I barely did anything but school, work, and unfulfilling personal pleasures. I wasted so much time and energy that I could have used to heal myself, but I felt too broken and abandoned by myself to care anymore. I believe now that with no challenges in life (they don't even have to be hard), no one surrounding you with warmth, and love, or no interaction with your family or friends other than casual, meaningless expressions of "affection," life barely holds any meaning. Even if you have to be the one to give yourself new challenges, the one to surround yourself with people you can trust, love, and let love, the one who has to reach out to make that connection, then do it. Life without love is meaningless. It doesn't even have to be romantic love between two people; it can be a platonic one between the best of friends, a familial love for parents, siblings, cousins, a love for a sport or hobby, even a love for a pet. Humans live to love, but it can be much deeper than that. We live to learn, to educate ourselves, to yearn for things.
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