If you aren't content with where you are, leave. If it doesn't feel like home, they aren't your person. If you constantly crib about how tough life is, look around often. If you believe that love was always meant to be unrequited, think about the people who loved you, but you couldn't love them back.
We are often clouded with this idea that our wants are unlimited. Yes, there is a word for it- Desire. Humans are fueled by this unreasonable idea of 'limitless wanting' to an extent, that they start believing it. When we want something and later get it, we want more. Desires don't increase. We just tend to want something new, something different. Humans tend to achieve a false sense of accomplishment by trying to obtain what they don't have. The tougher the battle, the better the rush.
We cling on to false hopes, we seek pleasure in misery. Now that's not your life battle; that's your struggle with self. You and I have read enough spiritual books that tell us how our problems are self inflicted and have no connect with what our lives could have been, had we attracted positive things. Nah, I don't want a good life. I only like the bad boys.
This seeking for constant thrill is misery, wont you agree? Looking for all the right things in the wrong places, ain't you a badass! If I tell you, that so was I, you've got to believe me. I have been pretty much everything savage, I frame you in. I loved all of the miseries, I wanted all the bad in between some of the good things; things like Love. Could you change a person to make them good for you? Could you live by your entire life wanting them to be the person, they might never be? Stop pushing people to change for your good. They don't want that. They didn't even invite you their party. You are the stupid, little damaged human, looking for cheap thrills in dark alleys, from where you never return the same.
All of this and yet you complain that human wants are unlimited. Oh, I don't deny the rush in cheap thrills at all. I don't deny driving and kissing in a speeding car like it were the death of us. Stop swinging then, maybe that's what you want. You want that wait, you want the passion in waiting for the moment everything will turn over so you can seek a newer adventure.
We speak of monsters as if we aren't one. You're not afraid to love them, you're afraid they'll love you back and it will all be over. If you feel that this is it, this is your moment, seize it. If you feel like it's time to put this behind, embrace what makes you feel like a better version of yourself. There's no passion sprouting in wanting a love that's damaging you.