Love. What the hell is love?
Elite Daily will craft up some explanation as to how you choose the one that you love. Cosmopolitan will suggest trying positions “everyone has to try” in bed to keep that certain someone satisfied and Glamour will teach you how to keep him from cheating on you. But, in my opinion, it’s all bullsh*t. Plain and simple. Just like that. It’s all bullsh*t.
I’ve been in my fair share of relationships, both long-term and short. I’ve had summer flings, cuddle buddies and all of that other good stuff. But let me tell you something. There is no such thing as love. What all of you call “love,” I like to call an attachment phase. And honestly, whether you agree or disagree with me, it’s nothing more than just that.
As an introvert, I’m constantly asked, “When are you going to get a boyfriend?” And it’s usually by the ones who are unhappy in their own relationship quite honestly. It’s like as if “getting a boyfriend” was equivalent to getting a new purse. Stay put while I go to my favorite store and purchase one of those things. The “things” that will lie to you, cheat on you — even after following everything Glamour said — fight with you over stupid sh*t and all that other ~good~ stuff that comes from relationships. No, I’m not just a negative person. I’m a realist.
Quite honestly, none of that sounds appealing to me. It just doesn’t sound like that’s where I want my life going, especially if the whole purpose — ultimately — of having a boyfriend is to one day marry him and have his offspring. “Love” to me is a temporary butterflies-in-your-stomach feeling that turns into sh*t-what-would-I-do-without-him feeling…I’m f*cked.
In today’s society, if you’re not divorced, you’re just with your partner because financially it works. Because you have kids and want them to grow up in a stable environment. Because you’ve been together for too damn long — I’m talking 15+ years. Or, because you’re too invested in some other way with this person. You’re attached to them, those memories and your lifestyle with them. You think you’ll never get through a breakup if you leave them.
So the whole love-thing, I just don’t get it. We live in a world where we have too many options and everything at our fingertips. How can love exist, when we as humans are changing at an equally as fast pace?
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