If you love someone unlimited, it never ends because there is no end to unlimited love. It never ends. It only grows.

I only loved it once. And, I know that the person I love loves me as much as ever.

Our love is a lot like the love between two characters in the 1970 movie "Love Story."



The heart is so treacherous that it can make anyone believe that it is difficult to survive without each other. The mind may start to question why this is happening to me. The mind starts doing irrational and delusional things, which can drive a person crazy and feel hopeless and sad.

Our lives are completely normal and we are done in love marriage. Two years later, we thought about the child and started working hard for him.

After my two ectopic pregnancies, there was no hope of getting pregnant again, it was a very difficult time for me, my previous two pregnancies had failed, and this time I had to choose one or a child.

At that time I was in physical pain, but at the same time, I was also facing mental torment. I was constantly reminded that I couldn't give him the one thing he asked me to do, with only one child, only one child, and he said I couldn't do it. From that moment on, our love was almost over. It was the most painful time of my life, and it was the same for her.

We thought of surrogacy and went to see an in vitro specialist after we got married, but at that time it was impossible because of my complicated coronary heart disease.

Like I mentioned surrogacy, but as we've all argued - can my sister be a good surrogate mother, doesn't she want to have her baby first? Then we just have to think about playing with Mother Nature.

So surrogacy never happened and we didn't adopt a child.

I was going through a really bad time and we started fighting every day. Now the two of us start arguing over little things. Every day becomes so much that we don't even want to see each other anymore. He now starts spending all his time at the office or with friends. Start going home at 1 pm and leave at 6-7 am. Then we both decided to end this wonderful relationship with the same amount of love we started with, and then we both decided to separate and divorce at a good point.

I don't understand why this is happening in my life, how do I get out of this stage, I used to think about it all day. I couldn't sleep at night and I gradually became a victim of depression. The sadness of losing everything is eating my heart out. Sometimes I even want to kill myself, but thankfully I can't.

Then one day I was at home looking for the poison to kill myself, and on the same shelf I saw the book "Talk to Myself" by Nelson Mandela, I don't know what was going on in my head, I was about to commit suicide. I forgot and started reading it.

Slowly, I kept getting lost in his book.

After reading Nelson Mandela's book Conversations with Myself, I was captivated by a letter he wrote to his second wife, Winnie, and my eyes filled with tears.

The letter to Winnie refers to events that occurred when she met Mandela in prison. He wrote that when he looked out the window, he could see Winnie was approaching his big sparkling ship, which looked beautiful when he saw it, but not as much as it did in 1968 Pretty when they were together when she went there from prison to see him, she started to feel lonely, and now, the ship that took her back, that ship was different, blurry. C doesn't look as bright as it arrives.

After reading Mandela's letters, I had the opportunity to read the book The Honest Man by the French philosopher Voltaire, the novel depicts two characters whose immortal love, despite many tragic events Come together again. have separated them. And how beautiful Cunegonde was when Candide first met her when she was young, and now, in such an unfortunate situation as they parted, they still love each other in the same way. Used to do what I did to them.

I wish I didn't sound so mean, but the tortuous path of life has taken me out of that age of love - love is firm, love is naive.

It's said that love and loss are better than no love, and it's hard for me to completely separate them from me. But over time I also learned to be alone, even today I miss her many times, but what can we do, time has separated us.

"Love Story" has a line that runs through the whole film, and it is repeated at the end, "Love is never saying sorry to you".

I don't feel bad for the two of us who are so in love. However, I was full of uncertainty about my future, and my whole world was shaken in an instant. There was so much time together that unfulfilled dreams slipped from my hands like sand.

Then I kept reasoning with myself, always thinking about my unfinished old days, and telling myself that anything is possible in this world, that your life could change completely at any moment, and I'm not sure of that truth. I believe you should be prepared for that too.