Human relationships are often framed around we . We laugh, we cry, we build, we break. Togetherness becomes a cherished idea — one that offers comfort, belonging, and purpose. But beneath the beauty of companionship lies a deeper truth: the self, the “I,” is the only constant. Everything else is borrowed. π₯ The Illusion of 'We' From the moment we’re born, we are taught to belong — to families, communities, cultures, teams, and relationships. We become part of a collective. That collective gives us identity, direction, and support. But it also becomes a mask we wear. We as a couple. We as friends. We as a society. These constructs offer emotional safety, but they are not permanent. People change. Dynamics shift. Bonds break. And suddenly, the we that once felt eternal disappears — leaving behind just you . Every “we” is conditional. It is based on agreement, timing, emotions, or circumstances — all of which are temporary. π§ The Permanence of ‘I’ The “I” — th...
What you’ve lost breeds sorrow, what you possess breeds burden, and what you lack always appears extraordinary.
Life is a strange game of perceptions. We chase, we grieve, we admire — often without realizing that our emotional responses are deeply tied not to reality, but to how we relate to things. We mourn what we’ve lost. We complain about what we have. And we glorify what we don’t have. This cycle is the silent script behind much of our suffering. π The Sorrow of Loss Whether it's a person, a dream, or even a phase of life, loss cuts deep. What was once part of your identity, your routine, or your joy — is suddenly gone. We don't just lose things; we lose the versions of ourselves attached to them. The friend you grew up with takes a piece of your youth. The job you quit takes a part of your confidence. The relationship that ended takes the “what if”s you now carry. The mind replays memories like haunting lullabies. You remember the good more than the bad. Time softens reality and sharpens nostalgia, and sorrow blooms in the soil of absence. π️ The Burden of Pos...