You're scared because you don't understand... I'm scared because I do.

Something to ponder about:

Marc: he could be a weak person - not fighting for the girl of his dreams - and does not want you to think of him as less chivalrous by dumping his current girl for you. This to me is a just a cop-out. If he truly loves you, he should move mountains and go to any length to be with you.

would you want someone like him as a partner, knowing that he gave up on you easily?

I feel like I should say something smart.

There was a man who saw a scorpion almost drowning in water. He decided to save it by stretching out his finger, but the scorpion stung him. The man still tried, but the scorpion stung him again. Another man nearby told him to stop saving the scorpion. But the man said, "It's the nature of the scorpion to sting, it's my nature to love. Why should I give up my nature to love just because it's the nature of the scorpion to sting?" Don't give up caring, don't give up loving, don't give up your goodness even when everyone around you stings.

It's true that it's tiring to love. You keep giving and giving without expecting anything in return but pain. Sometimes, I don't know if I should curse that I was born this way or rejoice that my heart's comparatively better than the rest. But, seriously, it takes so much to have compassion. Because even it aches, there's more inside me to give away.

Lizzie would always say my goodness doesn't bring me good. It is rather a liability. That I am susceptible to abuse and all. Yes, that's true. There's no point in contesting. But, how can I fight my heart? It condemns me when I get angry, when I start thinking for myself, when I complain, when I ask something in return, when there's a real need to say mean things...blah blah blah... I mean, I am asking the same question from the story above -- "Why should I give up my nature to love just because it's the nature of the scorpion to sting?"

Funny how I found this story, actually... and how I had to show it to Lizzie right away. Maybe, it's really comforting to know that there might be a lot like me somewhere who won't mind getting stung by scorpions and not give up their nature only because the world is unfriendly and hostile.

Another argument Lizzie would throw at me is this: "how can you love others if you don't firstly love yourself?" Something a bit hard for me to answer. For me, I give love and that's what gives me happiness. By loving others...even those who hurt and are hurting me still...I love myself. How? Because I respect my nature. I do as I wish. It might be hurting me, but it gives me fulfillment. Like riding a roller coaster is frightening and risky, but people still ride it to satisfy themselves because they love themselves. The way I love myself just so happened to be loving others. End of argument.

Until you are happy with who you are You will never be happy with what you have.

Why is it, when you are looking for that someone, you find no one, but, once you find it, a lot more choices start showing up? But, if you leave that first love, then, they all start drifting away? Is that love's way of testing your true feelings or to see if your ready for love?