Inspiration trip 2

Wahrheit, Schönheit, Güte

To worry about getting old, to feel old To remember I felt older before i realise now i feel younger then in 2016

There was a time when I thought love alone could sustain everything.

I have known what it means to love deeply to give without measuring, to stay when leaving might have been easier, to carry hope long after it stopped carrying me.

I have resisted bitterness, even when it would have been the simpler choice. But there are still days when thoughts of you arrive uninvited. Your moods used to become my weather. If you were distant, I felt cold. If you were angry, I carried the storm. Somewhere along the way, I realized I couldn't keep living inside someone else's climate.

I'm learning not to let it affect me anymore.

That doesn't mean I don't feel anger. I do. I understand now what was happening, what was being said beneath the words. I understand the quiet ways people can take from you without ever asking.

I've become familiar with fear too the fear of being taken advantage of, of being used because I cared too much, of giving more than I had. And beneath all of that sits another fear, one that's harder to admit: the fear of never having enough, of being poor forever, of constantly wondering if survival will always demand more than I can give.

Maybe healing isn't about forgetting. Maybe it's about learning that someone else's emotions don't have to become your own, that love doesn't require losing yourself, and that fear doesn't have to write the ending of your story.

The biggest mistake we make is thinking we have time.

We postpone telling people we love them.

We delay pursuing goals that matter.

We assume relationships, health, and opportunities will still be there tomorrow.

We treat time as if it's guaranteed, when it's one of the few things we can never get back.

Rather than encouraging fear or urgency for its own sake, the quote can be read as a reminder to be intentional with the time we do have.