On stumbling, getting hurt and brushing the dust off my knees

It has been a month since the last fall. And the wound still feels pretty fresh.

I realised I've been stumbling quite a bit over the past few months and somehow the vulnerability doesn't seem to lessen. I seem to be still making the same errors and getting hurt once again. But I guess I find myself recovering, brushing the dust off my knees and getting back again. It's tiring. And I wish that there's someone (physically - besides God) there for me to help me get back. I believe we all need someone, just to be there.

I just don't understand how people can change partners and complain about them so often while others, who seek acceptance and love, never seem to find any.