People feel sorry for themselves, sometimes .
People feel sorry for themselves. I do, too.
I think about what I have sacrificed. The certainty of a very lonely life ahead. I'm at peace, yet I still feel sorry for myself. I guess it's self love.
It's one ill that I cannot eliminate.
I've been struggling with this for a while now. Been trying to find out. Is everything a trade-off? Is everything an equation? Is everything in some kind of stasis? Is the rule here to maintain status quo?
I can't think of anything more devastating, but I need to know. Arguing about this is difficult even on a theoretical level, but I have to try.