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How do you know what you have is real? Does anyone really ever get to know another person, like truely know them? The news I found out two days ago makes me question everything again, How can you be married to someone for over 30 years and have no feeling or care for them once they die? Even if you didn't love the person the way you used too you'd think that you'd have some respect or anything towards the person. What he's done is honest to god the most mind blowing thing I've ever thought about. I can't in anyway even began to grasp it. It makes me doubt everything I've always believed in &always hoped for in the future. Does everyone find true, pure love or is it just a fantasy we make up and never know the person we're with? Can anyone ever trust another person to the point they can give them everything? I truely only hate one person in the world, &it's him because he makes me questions and feel so unsure about everything.