How thin is the line between love and hate? There's hurt in between, and respect makes the difference, but I learned it's more often an optional in relationships. I believe that if you lack respect, the person feels humiliated in his deepest nature and becomes offended even when words or facts aren't hate per se. So if someone who's supposed to care wrongs us, it's not true love.
I think I'm crossing that line. My ego is hurt because it sensed injustice at a higher level. I'm doing a 180 degree face, trying to deal with this 8.0 Richtel scale eartquake in my life now. I don't know where it'll lead me, but it surely is changing my perspectives. Because, as they say, “being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections."
Time for me to look at things in a better way now! Time to think for myself more. There will always be some degree of uncertainty, no matter what. But it's finally time to finally learn to accept and cope with them.