When there’s inevitably someone sexier, smarter, funnier, and more compatible with you just around the corner.

And yet chasing that belief will ultimately just cause you to throw away what you’ve got. Epicurus said something about it, and he was a smart motherfucker.

This might not be the right subreddit to be posting on but I feel like there are quite a few of us that have this mentality and it’s really a highway to unhappiness, especially as you get older.