I guess we just have to realize the control (or lack thereof) we have over people or things.
I guess what naturally happens then is that slowly but surely you start getting out of fucks. The sentiment that it stems from is that if the things you do for someone is never really going to be enough, you might as well stop. Take a step back, try seeing it from an objective point of view.
And what happens when the objective point of view doesn't make sense to you?
I guess you start getting aloof.
