Sadly, life has soups of rot, death, sadness, pain, confusion, and FEAR these soups if beyond repair are best tossed out or poured down the drain knowing you are capable of starting a new pot of soup.
In more recent years I have found myself using my pot of soup to assist me in deciding on my boundaries with myself and new acquaintances as few as they have been. I read the other day a statement that said ” Unconditional Love” is something (I forget the exact words) with conditions or expectations something lessening the meaning maybe, as I see unconditional love. I then felt the person who said it had maybe no knowledge of boundaries and most likely had no use for healthy boundaries. I find myself that healthy boundaries are part of living in unconditional love but you must be a person with respect. Now the year 2020 will be a time that showed us how much of our population we live in has no respect, just my view.