Can I?

"Love the people who treat you right and have compassion for the ones who don't."

Appeared in Whatsapp and struck me.

How do I have compassion for the ones who don't treat me right. Quotable quotes are great at exactly that - quoting actions that take every fibre of the human strength to perform.

Once the rose-tinted lens is removed, either voluntarily or involuntarily, would I be still able to love the unlovable? When all these while, while I've had my doubts, reservations and questions, I've loved and supported as best as humanly possible. As a true and loyal friend, not perfect, but the best in all my imperfections.

But now that my eyes are opened, it is so hard to understand, to comprehend, to love, to cherish, to forgive.

It seems that I'm just another tool, an object, an option - dispensable. 

All I see are faults, mistakes, excuses, ugliness and selfishness. Can I still have compassion then? Can I?

At this moment, honestly, I just can't...

It's just too painful.