You couldn’t relive your life, skipping the awful parts, without losing what made it worthwhile. You had to accept it as a whole–like the world, or the person you loved.
There is always a certain degree of struggle we go through every day, some are avoidable, some come from bad decisions that come from choosing to ignore what’s staring you in the face. There will always be things you don’t want to hear but must be said, some of these things may come from grandparents, parents, friends, even lovers. Sometimes we listen, sometimes they may in one ear and out the next. But the fragments that remains re what we need to take note because nothing ever gets completely sifted away, the know what the mind needs.