I’m barely holding on.
People are so jacked and cruel in this world. This is literally holding me together.
“There’s a Korean word my grandma taught me. It’s called jung. It’s the connection between two people that can’t be severed, even when love turns to hate. You still have those old feelings for them; you can’t ever completely shake them loose of you; you will always have tenderness in your heart for them.”- Jenny Han, P.S. I Still Love You
How much I relate to this. This quote stopped me short when I heard it [doing the whole audiobook thing right now].
It takes a lot for me to hate someone. I hate so very few. Part of the whole PLURR lifestyle I live.
People who have hurt me and I hate I still think of. You know you’re fucked when you’re literally dead to me; when I feel nothing. This must be why.