Navigating life’s twists and turns often leads us to meet people who just get us. They speak our language, vibe with our personality, and we can’t help but look up to them. We wanna keep them close, be there when they need a shoulder. The last thing we want is to see them suffer, especially because of us.

It’s only human to expect a little something in return. Whether it’s in this life or the next, we hope for a little pat on the back for our good deeds. Most philosophers advise against expecting anything, yet deep down, we still do. It’s not always about material possessions; sometimes, it’s more about the emotional connection.

This is when reality hits hard. Things usually go one of two ways from here. Either this person/friend/soulmate keeps showing us love and care, or he or she starts drifting away. The first scenario feels like a dream come true, where everything falls into place. The second? Well, it’s brutal and soul-crushing. We feel lost, sad, betrayed, and kinda angry at one point. We start wondering if we did something wrong or if he or she was just faking it the whole time. Even though we hope for fairness and balance in our interactions with others, sometimes, it feels like the scales are tipped against us. Not that I’m a firm believer in karma, but it feels like the karma police have gone rogue, opposing everything we thought we deserved.

How we handle these situations says a lot about us. We all judge, it’s just part of being human. So, when things go south, we start questioning everything. We keep probing our brain to make sense of what’s happening. We can’t help it. We want closure because otherwise, it leaves this lingering feeling of uncertainty and discomfort, but sometimes people just aren’t willing to give it. They hardly realize the impact of this unwanted mystery in life on us. And that sucks. So, all we’re left with is judging ourselves or judging them. Then it starts to feel like we are stuck in limbo.

Right now, I’m in that limbo. And I am writing this as a desperate attempt to make sense of it all. I’m a bit emotional and wear my heart on my sleeve. I don’t let just anyone in, so when someone walks away without a valid reason or explanation, it breaks my heart. I usually try to keep my distance, scared of getting hurt, but it still happens. And it messes with my head, makes me question everything and blame myself.

So, here I am, writing about life’s cruel philosophies and what I have realized from all these interactions with people. I wish I could find closure, but according to my best friend, not everyone’s good at that. And most people just don’t wanna deal with it. Guess he’s right.