No one has a monopoly on suffering.
Jews don’t. Blacks don’t. Gays don’t.
Just ask any chicken, or cow, or pig.
I will solve for you a great mystery.
This is how relationships work:
You know the idea of two ships passing in the night.
You see something beautiful in the distance and you say, “Aaah…” It sets your heart aflutter.
It grows closer and you say, “This is real.” Love can blossom so beautifully.
But you are going your path and they are going theirs. Loyalty must of necessity be to your own souls, and not to each other.
This self-integrity mandates a gradual pulling away, first barely noticeable, and then very noticeable. At this point either grief will set in, or joy, depending on the level of your development.
Eventually the connection is lost. And one day you look, and they are no longer there.
Once again, you are by yourself with your own soul. WHICH IS NOT A BAD THING.
You will know that when they come back around, maybe in a thousand years, you will recognize them, and your heart will leap with joy! You know it will be inconceivably richer this time, and many of the snags will be long laid to rest. In their place will be forgiveness, and more than that, celebration.
This time — maybe — joy can permeate the entire cycle.