When Is Loving Not Right

Is there really "right" and "wrong" in love? When is something bad? And when is something right?

I realized that despite our attempt to love fully and without bias, there are just times when we fail this task and end up disappointing and hurting ourselves much more. We still subscribe to what's normal and accepted at the end of the day.

In reality, we have more or less an idea if a relationship will survive or not. And if your diagnostic says doom, would you still push for it? When your worlds are apart, are you willing to sacrifice image for real love? And when there's jealous rage and apathy at the start, can feelings of hope and inspiration really take shape?

I don't know. It's so easy to say YES it's easy to sacrifice that for love. But when you're in this scenario, you will be baffled. The whole thing about this love and sacrifices is that there's no single answer to all these problems. Ultimately it's you who's going to decide what happens to your lives.

Am I going to fight for this? or not?