If the grass is always greener on the other side, is anyone ever really content?
What a head fuck!
Here’s a scenario: two people get into a situation and it’s good, the quality time is full of laughs and the sex is naughty, and then one of them spots something ‘greener’ on the other side and, within a few months, is gone. The New Couple is born, and so the cycle goes round and round.
The Other Side has a lot to answer for!
And then – surprise surprise – as the cycle turns, so The New Couple run into trouble, and you can have a sly laugh as the guy who dumped you gets dumped himself!
Everyone is trying to find happiness and, in the process, somebody somewhere has to experience some unhappiness.
Wouldn’t it be wiser to just say to your new partner: “Look, I don’t expect this to last; if it lasts, all well and good, but I’m not expecting it to. I like you but I’m not making any plans for the distant future.”
After all, what’s the point of a striving for and achieving happiness, if unhappiness is just around the corner?
What a head fuck!
Love can bring you big happiness but love is like drinking a delicious poison. It tastes so sweet going down ... and then it kills you!
The big question is: is love the best way of tasting the sweetest fruits on the happiness tree?
Self-help gurus will suggest, “You won’t be able to love anyone until you can love yourself.” And I believe there is enormous truth in this. I genuinely like myself. I am flawed but I still like me.
All of my flaws prevent me from being a perfectionist. I do not have unrealistic expectations of anyone else. No one is perfect and you, dear reader and friend, are FAR from perfect, but I accept you for who you are, and it enables me to love you.
As love brings one as much unhappiness as happiness, wouldn’t it be easier to buy a puppy? Or take up a hobby?
Or is the solution to accept love for what it is? A chaotic, confusing, contradictory, treacherous, evasive and painful experience.
I guess the most confusing aspect of all of this is: why are we all so addicted to love? Having been kicked in the balls, why do we keep going back for more? This quest for happiness has turned us all into masochists!
(Many thanks to Tracey The Tormentor for sending in a pic of herself and her vibrator!)
1 comments:
It's true, the grass often seems greener....even when sometimes, in reality, it isn't even green at all... we are just blinded by our desire for something new, better, more exciting. It would be better if people invested more time in trying to improve what they have, instead of always looking for the next quick fix.
This reminds me my favourite quote from Louis de Bernieres 'Captain Corelli's Mandolin': "Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being in love which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident."
I think we are all addicted to that feeling of 'being in love' and are always seeking to recreate it, and sometimes we forget what real love is supposed to be about.
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