Some people are meant to pass through our lives, and I used to wonder if it was because something was wrong with me. Every time they left, it felt like I was always the one that is left behind, questioning why I wasn’t enough despite trying so hard to improve. But I’ve learned that we can’t be perfect for everyone and the same way around. The right ones will stay, flaws and all, just like how I’ve accepted even the most toxic people that came into my life.