The worst feeling in the world is having to doubt something you previously believed in. When I was 18 years old, I stole 30 yuan from my mother's cabinet and took the girl I liked to stay in a shabby guest house. After that, I vowed that I would love her forever. If I abandoned her, I would be run over by a car. Now I don't know who she married or where she married, and I can't even remember what she looked like back then. Then I met another woman, fell in love, broke up, fell in love again, and broke up again. At first, I held a pure belief in love. Slowly, this belief became more and more fragile and blurred. Finally, one day I no longer believed in love. Until I met her. I originally thought that she would fade out of my life quickly like the other women before me, but I didn't expect that I would not be able to forget her for five years. I could no longer accept other women. Until she appeared in my sight again. Perhaps there is a sense of self-abuse in human nature, and only when you are deeply hurt can you love deeply.
Intention: If you are hurt by love, it is your own fault.