You know what they say when you assume. Well, in this case just you.
You seem to be equating my disbelief of ‘true’ love as having no feelings or a shitty upbringing when that is furthest from the truth. My belief is not based on cynicism or any shitty thoughts. It is simply a belief based on something I believe is not real. At no time did I say I don’t believe in love, I even stated previously that I do believe you can love someone and have loved in the past. But this concept of a one ‘true’ love where you find that one person who is forever and ever your one single soul mate who you will go off into the ever after with is false.
For me it was like this lightning strike moment, where I finally came to the realization that it isn’t real. As I went through life I began seeing these small matchstick lights of truth that over time added more and more doubt to the concept of ‘true’ love. The one couple, for me, who epitomized the concept of true love, ended up divorcing 20+ years later and now can’t stand each other.
So in that lightning strike moment I realized that there is no such thing as true love. There is love, just not the concept of a life long love with that one person. And to be honest, I’ve never been happier. All this time, going through life, searching for ‘true’ love only to be heart broken and disappointed time after time when the relationship failed. The pressure of finding "true’ love, the stress of wondering if this next time is it. No more, and I couldn’t be happier. I now go out armed with the knowledge, that for me, it doesn’t exist so now I no longer am burdened with that weight.
Now, I go out and there is no pressure. If I meet someone and it turns into something, I go into it with the knowledge that it will inevitably end. It may end in a week, 6 months or 10 years, but it will end. And knowing that has freed me. I like to feel I’ve evolved beyond, and no longer carry that weight. Again, I believe in love. And if I find someone and fall in love then that’s good. But if that relationship ends, and it will, I know am prepared for it. I now see life as a series of relationships that will come and go, and through each one I will create good memories and good times and when it ends, the next will begin. And so the pattern will repeat until I die.
So instead of regretting that last, I simply look forward to the next. I’ve swapped the regret for the anticipation.
shrugs Just the way I feel now. You may think it’s cynical when in actuality it’s not. I’m actually a half glass full kinda guy. I have no animosity towards the concept of “true love” I just don’t believe in it.