Here we are, we pretend that another person loves us when we do not even ourselves. Our tastes, our perspective, our behavior, our mood at some point depended on some person. And we did not decide to do it, it just happened. We look in the mirror and we do not feel enough, we look for perfections but the reality is that every day we find some other defect. We are somewhat complex. We feel empty constantly. We feel alone even though we are surrounded by a thousand people, but the question is, do we feel alone or do we feel alone? We are looking for answers in places where we should not. We seek refuge somewhere worse. We tend to be somewhat selfish, because even though we know that if we do not want ourselves we can not depend on someone to love us, we start looking for that person who "must have the obligation to love me" How stupid we are at some point. Why does it cost us so much? If we're supposed to accept ourselves as we are, if we're supposed to have something special, something unique. We can not choose not to have complexities, we simply can not get up one day and say "today I will have twenty complexes or maybe forty" or get up another day and say "today I will not have complexes" because the reality is that although we think that, throughout the day We have a stupid complex, because this society makes us feel. The answer is simple, society has fucked us so much that we are accustomed to not being compliant with ourselves.
