Being attached

It's funny how we as humans overtime  become attatched to objects in our life. Weather it's someone close to us, be a person or pet, or whether it's the dumbest object ever, admit it: We all become attatched at one point or another. But right now I realize it's only because of our actions. For instance, when we are around someone a lot we tend to grow on them. You learn about their personality, habits, likes and dislikes, until you reach the stage of attatchment. I think in the end attatchments make us or break us... They can keep us going, being the only reason we get up every morning, or tear us apart from the inside out, sending us into a dizzying spiral of emotions.