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It occurred to me that some people couldn’t handle too much love. That everyone loves as they’re able, but more, they are loved as they’re able. Some are indomitable and open, like an ocean, but others aren’t made to tread those waves, cannot stay afloat those waters. We embrace the kind of love we can manage. Less can be the right measure. But when it isn’t, we must learn we cannot squeeze a mountain into a room with a glass ceiling. Or everything shatters.
