Why do I always fall for the broken guys? The mentally unstable guys? The deranged, angry, psychotic ones? Depressed? Traumatised?

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Why do I always fall for the broken guys? The mentally unstable guys? The deranged, angry, psychotic ones? Depressed? Traumatised?
"The Waste Land" by T. S. Eliot, page 2
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Hi! I read A Little Life earlier this year and then just now again (in about three days I'm not doing well bestie) and I sobbed and I sobbed and I know that Happy Years is painful but (and I know that that's the reason it's named that but still) it's perfect because, even though there was so much pain Jude went through those years, it's undoubtedly the happiest years he's had and I'm so so glad that he had that because as Harold says, he deserved the happiness. And I'd forgotten how many years Jude goes on without Willem, it was three, and maybe this makes me a bad person but I was actually proud of him. Because it was obvious it was so hard on him but he still went on. I only wish that Willem didn't die. And the moment I'd picked up the book and read about 300 pages I knew that Jude would die by the end of the book but it just makes me sad that last three years without Willem must have been extra hard on him :(
(bestie three days?! relatable but wow do we need help)
Willem's death always feels sudden and unexpected no matter how many times I read the book. The way we suddenly zoom out after his death also makes it all the more tragic to me, like suddenly everything blends together and none of the tiny monotony of life that used to fill the chapters matters anymore. We're just thrown into Jude's grief and disorientation and it is so visceral and heartbreaking. I don't think I will ever stop thinking about Jude wrapping the arms of Willem's shirts around him to sleep. Three years. In a book that covers so much time it doesn't seem like three years could feel like an eternity but those three really do. I'm so proud of him too, heartbreaking as it is to write out.
“...things get broken, and sometimes they get repaired, and in most cases, you realize that no matter what gets damaged, life rearranges itself to compensate for your loss, sometimes wonderfully.”
Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life
“Once or twice he paused in his work to creep out to the living room, where Jude remained in the same position, his eyes still closed, his hand still balled, his head turned to the side so that Willem was unable to see his expression.” page 22, A Little Life
Hanya really sat down and said:”I am going to make them fall in love with Willem just like Jude did over hundreds of pages. I am going to make them wish for a Willem in their life. And then i am going to rip him away from them, rip their heart out and step on it
thinking about how Jude went to bed in Willem’s sweaters and would spray his cologne over the apartment so that he could pretend he was still there