Their love was like a prison, and I the willing inmate.

It’s never pretty when you leave an abusive and controlling relationship. The warden always protests when the prison gets shut-down.

Sometimes you miss someone... think of them nostalgically... but then you see them again, and you’re like, nah.

A healthy relationship is one in which love enriches you; not imprisons you.

Maybe we feel empty because we spend so much of our own time watching other people live their lives, chase their dreams, express their love, and navigate their relationships. And when we turn off our TV or put down our phone... We've nourished nothing of our own.