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I find an immense amount of comfort in the fact that I'm just like everyone else. I often think that humans often want the same things. Even as a small child I understood that my reason for being was to give and receive love.

8 years ago I moved to San Francisco to make it easier to fall in love but now I am no closer to my only dream.

When I was young, I always assumed that finding love was one of those aspects to life that just fell into place, but I realize now that love does not happen for everyone.

After I fell in love for the first time, it never felt as real or powerful after that, just more transitory and unattainable.

I often then wonder if it's better to seesaw between euphoria and despair, or to just be numb to everything at all times?