I was hurt and learned that love really doesn’t exist for people like me.
Sometimes I want to experience it. Perhaps I’m naive?
What do you guys say? Is love real?
Do you believe in love?
I was hurt and learned that love really doesn’t exist for people like me.
Sometimes I want to experience it. Perhaps I’m naive?
What do you guys say? Is love real?
Do you believe in love?
I used to say it was a mathematical approximation lol. I mean some people try coming up with a formula or equation or quantizing it lol.
I guess now I believe in love. I’ve never been in love with a woman, but I’ve had feelings and lust and sexual feelings towards them. I even believe in love at first sight.
I believe it’s real for other people but never for me.
I believe in love but it’s complex and messy and requires logical thinking and experience for me, to simplify it to one thing, love.
It’s a life long process
It’s not a feeling, it’s an amalgamation of feelings and thinking in my opinion - for anyone dear to you
Yes I feel love and hatred
I don’t know why hatred is so condemned. I would rather be hated than killed. People now days act like hatred is worse then killing. I hate killing.
I don’t need to believe. I have my own love as reference, everyone I ever loved I still love, we are just not together anymore. It’s just the taking away of your love because of things you think you understand that makes you doubt in love.
I’ve never retracted my love but just my presence from those who cheated on me, betrayed me and spoke ill of me for their transgressions, my love once given never fades one iota, no matter how much of the rest gets poured in, it may go from a cup on a table of trust, to a splash in an ocean of fear but it’s truly impossible to diminish.
I’ve seen just a drop of my love remain unmoored in an ocean of my own hatred, how could I then not believe?
It may not be what guides me as perhaps it should but my belief in love is never in question.
P.S. Dude1, I would much rather be killed than hated and I don’t think you mean it. Either that or you are taking a lot of stuff for granted that you perhaps should in this life, I don’t fear hatred in this life either but that’s just because I’m blessed with that which is other of it. If truly there were just me and another and I was forced to choose between him killing me or hating me I’d much rather be killed, I would welcome it as a mercy.
That’s what I thought for myself until the universe surprised me.
If it can happen for me it can happen for anyone.
Ha! We’ll see. 1515
If they hate you, why don’t you hate them back? Fighting doesn’t have to end in death.
I believe in a thing called loooove
All I’ve ever known is that the ones I like aren’t interested, and I don’t reciprocate from those who show interest in me. I hope I can look past superficial things like looks or how successful they are.
I once saw love in someone’s smile and I knew right then that I could love someone unconditionally for who they are and not what they look like or their status. This is sappy but keep smiling until you attract someone you find beautiful to love.
If I were killed I it would be the most injustice that could ever be done to me. Completely against my reasoning. Loving me is mercy. Killing me is doing something to me that is illegal and against my will.
Yes, lots of people love and care about me (Thank God!).
Also, I truly believe the world would be a lot worse off without love.
“Socrates and Plato
They praised it to the sky
Anyone who’s ever loved
Anyone who’s ever tried.” - Van Morrison
Is any man or woman strong enough to deal with it? Our society is so pressed on losing it. That it is crippled love forever. Love is an instinct Thing. You see something that you have to have to have to have to have to have to have to have to have. And it no longer becomes. A challenge. One you try to win the rest of your life. Some men accomplish their goals. But lose the rebound. Some men compass s*** in life. But have it Take?
N away. All I can say is I’ve met love. And love is Matt me. But the world was too evil for both of us. And now life is slipped away.
That’s the way I feel. Sh-it in life!
What to do about it?
Speedy, I wish I knew.
i used to feel a lot of love for almost everyone but since having schizophrenia bad the voices have scared me away from it by telling me whenever i felt love that i was either ‘stealing thier soul’ or ‘killing them’. now i hardly ever feel , just brief moments occasionally - whereas in the past i was for a year or so in a love bliss state constantly…
Yeah, I know. The voices and delusions really can destroy our lives. It’s like having someone with tourettes shouting things in our ears.
I believe in love. I also believe we need to be prepared for that moment.