I was just thinking the other day about why I was hung up on a girl and I realised that it was all to do with dropping the ‘l’ bomb. It’s a funny word, people are so scared of it and don’t use it; some people use it all the time. I had a look at the definition, to try and understand why it was so problematic, and I think I realised what it is. I’ll try and explain, as this heightened knowledge has helped me understand why I’m so ‘CAUGHT UP’ all the time too.
The first half of the definition talks about strong affection. I often though this was the be all and end all, so naturally assumed that people were shy of showing this strong conviction. This is understandable, as you need to stand by what you’ve said, but really it shouldn’t be that problematic to highlight strong emotions. So perhaps for some this is the root of the problem, but I think it’s actually in the second half of the definition….
The second half of the definition states that love is about personal attachment. I think this is the problem. Attachment implies some degree of ownership and the need for something in return. I think it also implies a certain responsibility to the other party. I think this is the reason why people are so scared of it – people hate owning thing. Before I go off track and rant on about why I think this, I have to say that this makes me feel a lot better about being all hung up. It’s really about being overly responsible, and at times you really need to let that go, as your responsibility ceases. That or it morphs into a different type of responsibility, which probably is still love but in a different manner. So that made me feel a lot better.
I’m not sure that my heightened understanding is the true story in this post. I think what this story really shows is that I go and over-analyses things to the bullshit. Here I was still thinking about a girl and brining in definitional debates into the equation, when it was probably more sensible just to head up to the Grose or the Marly and have a party pash to move on. See the L bomb isn’t that bad at all, it’s just that you have to stop thinking everything all the bloody time!
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