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I learn on how to be independent, all my life. I learn how to take care of myself.
But there are times when you meet people, and you take the risk of being vulnerable to be attached to them. 
You open your armor of independence, even though it wasn’t easy.
You became dependent.
The worst part is when them leaving.
Because then you became so lost but you try so hard to pick up the pieces of the broken soul and craft a new armor.
You learn on how to be independent again, from the beginning.

Sometimes, a person who you think is perfect, doesn’t think that you are.
Sometimes, you just need to accept the fact that just because you love someone so much, doesn’t mean that they will love you back as much.
Sometimes, you need to be reminded, 
That there are things that are out of our control. 
That no matter how bad you want it, or how hard you try to make it, what isn’t meant to be, won’t be.
That you can’t make people stay, if they don’t want to.
That falling in love, could be so tragically funny yet beautiful.
That sometimes, some people, cannot be replaced. 
That alcohol, rebounds, and any of those things only have temporary effects but will never fill the gap.
That the only help came from God, not from people, not from things.
That you have to learn how to survive alone, yet brave enough to open your heart to people that really care.

Sometimes, it’s okay to be vulnerable.
Because I’ve found my kryptonite. It is you.