
Sensei resembles me so much right before I met my current boyfriend. I was like, totally convinced to be unable to love someone or to just feel the tiny bit of love, I was so desperate I believed love was something so unreal and unrelated to me, and then this day I met this dude... and some months after I realised I was starting to love him. It’s just, life, I think. It’s the same for gay people, ace people, or straight people, when you realise what you want you just feel happy. And whole.
Remembering Nie Ming Jue’s story really breaks my heart.