I've been a solitary person most of my life. Even when I was surrounded by people. I have had a lot of problems with trust and believing in genuine love.
I had a little animal come into my life by accident. I adopted her, loved her like a child. My entire world changed for over two years. I spent less time seeking answers, or even asking questions. Just living, enjoying being alive, looking forward to seeing my little girl every chance I could get.
And of course one day I had to let go. And now I'm back to my old self. All the terrible emotions and fears, jealousies and regrets and emerged back on the surface of my behavior and my life, and I'm so tired of myself all over again.
I guess what I'm saying is that whatever we think we need, or whatever we give to others, we can only be our best and do our best when we are doing it out of love.
Take advantage of every moment you can spend with those you care about. It's the only thing that really matters.