A full plate is admired. People gather around it, photograph it, compliment it, and fight for a seat at the table. It represents value, abundance, and desire. Everyone wants a share while there's something to take. Then something strange happens. The meal is finished. The same plate that was held with care is suddenly pushed aside with two fingers, stacked in a corner, and left for someone else to clean. Nothing about the plate changed. Only its usefulness did. Society isn't very different. We celebrate people while they have something to offer. A title. A salary. Beauty. Influence. Connections. Productivity. As long as they're "full," they're welcomed into conversations and remembered in invitations. But the moment they've given everything: time, energy, youth, loyalty: they often become invisible. We call it "moving on." Sometimes we even call them "washed up." Our relationships have quietly become transactional. We mistake us...