
Why the hottest love has the coldest end - Socrates
What happens when you are told that love isn't enough to sustain a relationship? That in fact all the fairytales, romance novels and romantic comedies left out something crucial: everything else.
A recent study titled What’s Love Got To Do With It? by three Australian researchers claims to have identified what makes a couple less likely to split up.
Factors
they explored include age, money, children and cigarettes. And if this
sounds more like a soap opera plan than the checklist for a happy
marriage, think again. It is exactly what the researchers focused
attention on. Love, apparently, is not enough.
The
researchers followed 2482 couples from 2001 to 2007 who were either
married or cohabiting, and compared characteristics of those who stayed
together and those who separated.
The study found that certain
age factors affected long-term happiness. For example, a husband who is
nine or more years older than his wife is two times more likely to
divorce her at some point. This was also the case for men who married
before the age of 25.

A Relationship Expert, John Asperger shares his initiative thus:
"Lies,
evasions, and half truths. All are deceits. Yesterday's white lie, once
discovered, reveals the big one from the month before. That's the
problem with lies. When you unravel one, there is always another behind.
It's a ball of string that leads to the darkest recesses of the mind . .
.
It's easy to demand honesty, to hold the other person to a high
standard. It's hard to deliver, though, and harder still to know if we
receive the truth in our most intimate exchanges. So often, love and
hope blinds to what's obvious, when seen from a distance.
After all, what are those demands but another form of conditional love. Do this, and I'll love you. And the implied threat, Don't do this, and I withhold my love for you.
There is also the thought that it takes a cheater to know a cheat; one
must wonder from whence the demands for honesty and integrity arise.
In hindsight, it would have been wise to question.
Hindsight is like that. But we're blinded by love, and sometimes more . . .
Our understanding of others is based on observation and interpretation. Revisited in the hard light of freshly discovered deception, everything changes. Was it innocent, or was it planned?
Relationships
end, and we don't really know why. A few months later, the truth
emerges, in a few casual words. Innocent enough, until the idea
percolates in the mind. There were the phone calls, those unexplained
days, and those fights that made no sense . . . suddenly, everything
looks different. It feels wrong. Did those things really happen, or was
it all in the mind? When one fact proves real, other evidence is harder
to ignore. Hope gets replaced by resignation. And so the mind begins its
tortured journey.
What seemed sweet and sad immediately turns shabby and tawdry. Sympathy turns to cold rage,
as the realization of what's really happened sinks in. All of a sudden,
the magic of the precious days before is shattered, never to seem
beautiful again. Was her sweet smile real, or was it just a pretty lure,
reeling him in?
Logic tells us it started out real. Love grows,
and goes astray. Life intrudes. Other options appear. At some point,
what was real became false. And looking back, we cannot know the precise
time and place that it all went wrong.
The optimist says it was beautiful, until the very last day.
The pessimist says he was played for a fool, right from the start.
The
realization sinks in that it's really over. Some would put her photo in
the drawer. Others would cast it in the trash. In the end, everyone
moves on. But for some, the pain lingers for a lifetime.
That's
the terrible curse of autism, when love goes wrong. We lack the defenses
others have evolved; our hearts are easily broken and hard to repair.
We perseverate, and ugly thoughts circle in our mind, slicing jagged
tears in the soul with every gyration. We lack expression, so the
feelings stay locked inside, eating us alive. And worst of all, we lack
the ability to sense positive energy from others, to rebuild our psyche.
Breaks are the start of a hard, hard time. For some, it's a path to
alcohol or depression. For others, it's a door to suicide.
I wish it wasn't so, having stood in those doorways myself.
It
would be easy to blame predatory people. Narcissists. Sociopaths. More
and more, that's the American way. Blame someone or something else;
something beyond our control. Many would seize that argument. I don't
believe that.
I believe most people are good, but life presents
them hard choices. Sometimes the paths they choose are not the best. As
much as we hope otherwise, we cannot control where another life leads.
Sometimes, all the roads hurt.
This
is a hard time of year for many of us, me included. When Thanksgiving
week comes I pray for the arrival of January second. I wish you Godspeed
to the other side.
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The lesson inherent in the above is self explanatory. We can only learn to LOVE and be loved.
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