this reminds me of my best friends who was in love last
year.
She refused to break up with her jerk of a boyfriend who was
sleeping around. She even tell me it's fine that he sleeps around,
as long he tells her. It's fine that he told her, then she come
crying into my arms almost everyday, complaining the lack of sense
of security with him, and grieving over the pain of sharing her
boyfriend with other girls. She still can tell me what is most
important is that he loves her, regardless of all his
actions.
What is the moral of the story? Girls in love are just not smart
enough to defend their own interest. They only defend the interest
of the relationship. They can't see clearly whether this
relationship is even worth defending in the first place. If such
girls must go through great agony in order that they will examine
if their relationship is worth defending, I say: let them cry their
heart out, let them feel the greatest agony. Some things in life
must be learned by the hard way.
