Have you ever fallen into habits, often unknowingly, that create distance between yourself and those you love?

Let's shed some light on those patterns, not as an expert, but as someone who has learned the hard way.

This isn't a textbook on human behavior; it's a story drawn from a specific relationship that taught me the true meaning of patience.

I've made countless mistakes, corrected them, only to stumble again, wondering if there was something inherently flawed in me. When that relationship reached its final breaking point, I felt a profound sense of loss, of incompleteness. Even without the sting of heartbreak, there was a deep disappointment in unmet expectations.

During sleepless nights, my mind would wander, retracing the entirety of the relationship, searching for the turning points, the moments when things shifted. This introspection was not about blame, but about understanding. It was about piecing together the puzzle of how love can lead us astray, how we can lose sight of ourselves and each other in the midst of trying to build something meaningful.