4 years ago I asked a stoaty for the privilege of getting to discover who he really was as a person, and in return I offered him myself and my heart. My life and who I am as a person has been radically changed in the experiences that followed after. And now when I look back on my life and my folly, I genuinely laugh at the pain and hardship as much as I've cried at it.

So much of my life has become a genuine dream come true, getting to care for a home and pets, cook meals, and spend my time making art and talking about it. And what I've learned the most above all since growing love with my stoaty is: Loving people help us learn what things in life we want to focus on and live for.

My familial relationships are spiritually bankrupt, to put it briefly, and the madness that came from being born and growing in such a poor environment sincerely twisted the way I saw not only the world, but my own sense of desire. The world was a playground where I needed to find things that made me feel good is the warped lesson I'd learned from that world.

But growing sincere, honest and loving relationships over a long period of time has helped me unlearn that twisted teaching. The world isn't a playground for seeking thrills and fun with people being its toys. The world, and the people within it are there to help me discover the things about life I actually enjoy living for. And focusing on paying attention to that feeling of what inspires a love for life is such a better thing to have learned to focus on, than how I want the world to thrill me.

Appreciate the ways people make you love life, and love them, and yourself for it. Always try to be mindful of what you love.

Thank you, App.