I’m left with the feeling that the only reason I love and I feel the way that I do is not for me but for someone else out there
I love to make the world better
because I know I’d be better off if I could just be selfish and never care about my actions
I’d be happier that way.
I guess happiness isn’t really about you, personal happiness is there to benefit the world
and if that happiness won’t benefit the greater good then I guess it’s not worth having.
There’s got to be a reason for why I’ve felt so much pain in my life. It was never for me.
This is the only way I can rationalize it.