There can be nothing more difficult than surviving as an option. After waking up every morning you know, no one will come to you today without need. No one will come if they find the people of their choice.

You know, be it a friend or a lover - you are an option for everyone. When someone calls you to chat, you realize that no one is available to chat with, so they called you. The same is true of love.

In this case, even if they meet a stranger, you know, the option will be yours. One day none of them will find you. Rather, if you want to accompany them, they will do so; But, it will make you realize again and again, "It's not right for you to come to them. Your presence doesn't matter to them."

Then, after a while when all their options are off, they will come back to you again. Think, they can't go without you.

Surviving as an option in this way is a curse. Even then, I survived. Because, who knows, if he dies, will death make him an option again?