Good Evening.
After having a fairly in-depth conversation with my Irish best friend, it got the cogs in my head turning amongst other things.
Love. The unquenchable desire to be wanted. The need to be longed for, the need to feel someone feels for you, a unity of needing. A complete disaster waiting to happen. The problem with "love" is that it leaves you wide open, completely exposed and vulnerable. Knowing that someone...dare I say it, owns a part of you. You all of a sudden become theirs and you are smothered by different feelings all at once.
A human, is very much like an onion. We're made up of many different layers. These layers are scars of hurt, moments of joy, life-changing epiphanies, sympathy. All these emotions and different aspects in our lives sculpt these layers. We are very intricate creatures and have come a long, long way from our primitive roots - feed, reproduce and try not to get eaten. Now we're complex and emotionally needy and seemingly starved of attention. Love brings with it nothing but trouble and torment.
Leaving yourself as a completely open book, leaves your securities vulnerable. You can stand back and watch yourself metamorphosis into a crumbling wreck. And for those of us who directly don't share their feelings with the rest of the class, it becomes all the more difficult. Paranoia sets it, your self-esteem plummets at the slightest problem that you encounter. You start comparing yourself to your spouse's prior conquests and that all too frequented "Yeah (s)he's just my friend" statement eats away at you.
For those of you that say 'Love is a wonderful thing' I ask, are you truly happy? Why complicate a perfectly good thing by binding and twisting it into a monster...just by saying those 3 little words.
Think about that! lol.
After having a fairly in-depth conversation with my Irish best friend, it got the cogs in my head turning amongst other things.
Love. The unquenchable desire to be wanted. The need to be longed for, the need to feel someone feels for you, a unity of needing. A complete disaster waiting to happen. The problem with "love" is that it leaves you wide open, completely exposed and vulnerable. Knowing that someone...dare I say it, owns a part of you. You all of a sudden become theirs and you are smothered by different feelings all at once.
A human, is very much like an onion. We're made up of many different layers. These layers are scars of hurt, moments of joy, life-changing epiphanies, sympathy. All these emotions and different aspects in our lives sculpt these layers. We are very intricate creatures and have come a long, long way from our primitive roots - feed, reproduce and try not to get eaten. Now we're complex and emotionally needy and seemingly starved of attention. Love brings with it nothing but trouble and torment.
Leaving yourself as a completely open book, leaves your securities vulnerable. You can stand back and watch yourself metamorphosis into a crumbling wreck. And for those of us who directly don't share their feelings with the rest of the class, it becomes all the more difficult. Paranoia sets it, your self-esteem plummets at the slightest problem that you encounter. You start comparing yourself to your spouse's prior conquests and that all too frequented "Yeah (s)he's just my friend" statement eats away at you.
For those of you that say 'Love is a wonderful thing' I ask, are you truly happy? Why complicate a perfectly good thing by binding and twisting it into a monster...just by saying those 3 little words.
Think about that! lol.
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