I was right.

"However much we try to do it on our own, we end up putting hopes on something or someone else again. It never ends. Its a vicious cycle"

I wrote that in 2011. 

In 2011 I was falling into pieces.

Three years and two months later, when everything has been all said and done, and things couldn't be peachier, I'm feeling the exact same thing.

Crappy, right?

I was right back then. Means I wasn't just ranting out of anger. 

It shows that I have some level of intellect at least. 

Pfft. Such comfort I give myself. I wonder how low I will go.

Makes me wonder how a person can ever rely fully on someone else?

I probably already know the answer to that. But isn't there always hope?

xx