If a superpower or god exists in this endless universe, his greatest gift to us, in my opinion, would be to help us choose the proper individuals to enter our lives. However, being a human, I frequently fail to recognize what is right and wrong. However, how can one judge the morality of another human being? Is it better or worse?
Therefore, the important thing is to find the right people for you rather than a good or bad person, as we are all humans and will inevitably have our own imperfections and toxic personalities.
The loveliest thing about life, though, is how jigsaw pieces fit together—people can find a place in your imperfections and perfections. Does it, however, happen automatically? Do we simply meet folks and instantly feel at ease? similar to how childhood movies led us to believe? I suppose not.
Despite all the odds, you will discover that, before you met the people with whom you ultimately felt at home, both the right and incorrect individuals formed you to be the person you finally were. This is true whether you choose to believe in destiny or in the idea that everything is up to my decisions. If you follow destiny, everything that has occurred to you in the past has shaped you into the person you are, enabling you to meet the people of your life at last. If you choose the "my life, my decision" theory You select the people who most closely resemble the person you have become as a result of your past experiences.
According to what I've read, Vincent Van Gogh thought eating yellow paint would make him happy. He believed that beyond all reasonable doubt. Many people serve as our yellow paint, and despite our knowledge that doing so will only make things worse rather than happier, we continue to eat yellow paint, mistakenly believing it to be our yellow umbrella. Whether someone is genuinely your yellow paint or the yellow umbrella we have been looking for our entire lives is the biggest conundrum.
However, time will tell you what someone was to you, and hopefully, we'll figure out all of our yellow paints, and in the end, all of our yellow umbrellas may find us safely and securely.
