Иногда тот, кого ты любишь, причиняет тебе сильнейшую боль.
Но отношения Лили и Райла слишком хороши, чтобы она задумывалась о таких вещах.
Райл напорист и упрям, отлично выглядит и умеет сопереживать. Достойный мужчина, которого Лили однажды предпочла своей тайной первой любви, человеку, от которого была без ума.
Но когда этот «другой» вновь появляется в ее жизни, Лили вдруг замечает: с каждым днем Райл все больше меняется.
I think about how sometimes no matter how convinced you are that your life will turn out a certain way, all that certainty can be washed away with a simple change in tide.
People spends so much time wondering why the women don't leave. Where are all the people who wonder why the people who wonder why the men are even abusive? Isn't that where the only blame should be placed?
Preventing your heart from forgiving someone you love is actually a hell of a lot harder than simply forgiving them.
"How could she leave him after what he did to her? How could she contemplate taking taking him back?" It's sad that those are the first thoughts that run through our minds when someone is abused shouldn't there be more distance in our mouths for the abusers than for those who continue to love the abusers?
Being pregnant allows a person to be a little selfish.
Just because someone hurts you doesn't mean you can simply stop loving them. It's not a person's actions that hurt the most. It's the love. If there was no love attacked to the action the pain would be a little easier to bear.
How easy it is for humans to make judgments when we're standing on the outside of a situation. I spent years judging my mother's situation. It's easy when we're on the outside to believe that we would walk away without a second thought if a person mistreated us. It's easy to say we couldn't continue to love someone who mistreats us when we aren't the ones feeling the love of that person. When you experience it first hand, it isn't so easy to hate the person who mistreats you. When most of the time they're your godsend.
That's what fifteen minutes can do to a person. It can destroy them. It can save them.