I am a nice person and I try to be friendly with most people. But I am aware that I don’t have a heart full of love. I think over the years I have had to focus on my mental health.
Love is something I work at but I also believe that love is given to us and we possess a certain amount of it.
I guess I can be cold hearted.
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I even have a hard time being friendly. I’ve had too many people concentrating on putting me down and treating me bad. I tried hard to get respect but the end result was just the opposite. The very few people I have contact with have contempt for me. It would be impossible for me to be friendly to most people but if the occasional person treats me OK I’ll be friendly. I still have some people at work who treat me right and I can be friendly with them.
Love? The only person in the world who ever told me they loved me is my diseased mom. My ability to love anyone or anything died with her 9 years ago.
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Yeah we need to try to not allow our hearts to become too sour and spiteful from past and present hurts. I think the best kinds of people are those who remain kind and good (or at least try to be) despite being wronged or unlucky in life.
To me, love is the opposite power to hate. I try to make love and courage stronger in my life than hate and fear if i can. If we receive hate from someone/something and then do the same to others because of it, we are perpetuating suffering on this earth.
Thats my (possibly naive) perspective anyway. 
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I think that is nihilism. I hope someday you can believe in more than that.
You have taken my thoughts on and taken it to a higher level. You have helped me. Tonight I decided I wanted to overcome my daily napping. I am trying to think. I don’t want to give up and take a nap. You are capable of thought for me.
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@77nick77 I’m sorry you feel bitter and unhopeful man. I wish for you to soon regain some confidence in this world and other people.
I was in the darkest pit it felt like, for years and years. But ive been regaining my hope and contentedness for a little while now. This year especially. Maybe the same will happen to you sooner or later?
Sorry in advance if any of this hits any nerves man. I dont mean to act like i know whats good for you or anything.
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Oh i helped you? That makes me happy! 
Good luck with it all @Here4You
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I find that holding love in my heart for my fellow human beings makes me feel better than having a heart full of hate. Being hateful can be very tiresome.
Love makes the world go round. It’s better to be an agent of change than add to the world’s problems.
Just my .02 cents.
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the fruits of the human spirit are love, kindness, and understanding.
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We can only receive the spirit of love from the spirit of love.
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I am not good at loving but people really do. I just read this again in Cider with Rosie by Laurie Lee about his childhood. It is sad and made me cry but I think it is a true story about love. It is a bit long, even after snipping.
When she moved into his tiny house in Stroud, and took charge of his four small children, Mother was thirty and still quite handsome. She had not, I suppose, met anyone like him before. This rather priggish young man, with his devout gentility, his airs and manners, his music and ambitions, his charm, bright talk, and undeniable good looks, overwhelmed her as soon as she saw him. So she fell in love with him immediately, and remained in love for ever. And herself being comely, sensitive, and adoring, she attracted my father also. And so he married her.
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When he’d gone, she brought us to the village and waited. She waited for thirty years. I don’t think she even knew what had made him dessert her, though the reasons seems clear enough. She was too honest, too natural for this frightened man; too remote from his tidy laws. She was, after all, a country girl; disordered, hysterical, loving. She was muddled and mischievous as a chimney jackdaw, she made her nest of rags and jewels, was happy in the sunlight, squawked loudly in danger, pried and was insatiably curious, forgot when to eat or ate all day, and sang when sunsets were red.
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The three or four years Mother spent with my father she fed on for the rest of her life. Her happiness at that time was something she guarded as though it must ensure his eventual return. She would talk about it almost in awe, not that it had ceased but that it had happened at all.
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When she told us these things it was yesterday and she held him again in her enchantment. His later scorns were stripped away and the adored as again adoring. She’d smile and look up the weed-chocked path as thought see saw him coming back for more.
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Then suddenly our absent father died – cranking his car in a Morden suburb. And with that, his death, which was also the death of hope, our Mother gave up on her life. Their long separation had come to an end and it was the coldness of that which killed her. She had raised his two families, faithfully and alone; had waited thirty-five years for his praise. And through all that time she had clung to one fantasy — that aged and broken, at last in need, he might one day return to her. His death killed that promise, and also ended her reason. The mellow tranquillity she had latterly grown forsook her then forever. She became frail, simple-minded, and returned to her youth, to that girlhood which had never known him. She never mentioned him again, but spoke to shades, saw visions, and then she died.
that was very deep and very sad, but poetic…my wife has had a very sad life before she met me…
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Love has two sides good and bad
For people will love only themselves and their money. They will be boastful and proud, scoffing
For the love of money is the root of all evil : which while some coveted
Haha Everytime I read that verse now I think of this off the wall music vid I saw, won’t go into detail just says “since money is the root of all evil give it to me” XD
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Honestly right now I thought I knew what love is but I don’t. It kind of is like joy to me but I have to really think deeply to explain. It seems to be caring in a way to me. I dont know also compassion and mercy seem to be part of it. And acceptance also. Its like something I don’t want to end. It seems to have elements of appreciation. It is like something I always look forward to. Their also seems to be respect involved to me. And some form of honesty. Also would think trust is a part of it. And contentment also is a feeling I have. And also wanting success. It seems like those who I love I want to see succeed at what they love. And fun is also a feeling I attribute with love.
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There are different types and levels of love.
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