I have to live with a mental illness. I have no clue why, but I know God must have a reason. I should be dead, but I'm not, so God must have a reason. There's so much that I should be, could be, or would be, but God hasn't allowed any of it to happen.
It doesn't take chance after chance to learn what a person is all about. They'll let you know. When they do, wish them well and move on w/class. Someone worth caring for won't be a coward and will embrace loving you with both hands. Be with that person!