Ok so this isnt such a 'serious' topic,
but I just wanted to know your opinion on something.
Many years ago, when i was in my early teens, i came home to my older brother (2 years older) trying to hang himself. it was heartbreaking for me. this was the one person (due to lack of a father) that i looked up to for advice and respected.
I later found out the situation. He had just had his heart broken by the girl he loved. he didnt want to live anymore.
This burned into my young brain an image of so-called 'love' as an evil, death-dealing emotion that i would do well to avoid. up until this day, i have not been in love and have no desire to.
Sure ive been in relationships... but whenever things start to get serious, my mental imbalance kicks in and i flee like a scared mouse. i was so infatuated with one girl, we nearly got married, but when i had time to really assess the situation, again i ran, without giving the poor girl a reason.
I know its cruel of me. but i also know they couldnt understand how scared i am.
its not that death is a scary thing for me, its not. its just that what happened it my youth has given me a sort of phobia of "the L-word"
So, apologizing for my little rant, my question is, considering all the pain and feelings of worthlessness that comes from losing love:
Is it better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all?
but I just wanted to know your opinion on something.
Many years ago, when i was in my early teens, i came home to my older brother (2 years older) trying to hang himself. it was heartbreaking for me. this was the one person (due to lack of a father) that i looked up to for advice and respected.
I later found out the situation. He had just had his heart broken by the girl he loved. he didnt want to live anymore.
This burned into my young brain an image of so-called 'love' as an evil, death-dealing emotion that i would do well to avoid. up until this day, i have not been in love and have no desire to.
Sure ive been in relationships... but whenever things start to get serious, my mental imbalance kicks in and i flee like a scared mouse. i was so infatuated with one girl, we nearly got married, but when i had time to really assess the situation, again i ran, without giving the poor girl a reason.
I know its cruel of me. but i also know they couldnt understand how scared i am.
its not that death is a scary thing for me, its not. its just that what happened it my youth has given me a sort of phobia of "the L-word"
So, apologizing for my little rant, my question is, considering all the pain and feelings of worthlessness that comes from losing love:
Is it better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all?