We seek pain relief and avoid that which makes us unhappy. However, we may consume a bowl of oatmeal, even if we dislike it. Our mind is set that it is good for us as we choke it down and when we rush to the toilet, we still tolerate eating oatmeal.
As our mind gets triggered to seek happier situations, such as following our craving for chocolate when we see an advertisement, it also sends out an alarm when we expect to have pain.
Only a crazy is happy all the time.
So we put on a brave front and tolerate the pain, like physical or emotional pain, chocking it down like a bowl of oatmeal.
We delude ourselves that relationships have no pain like the way it is in movies. That those love stories are true to life and real.
Romance is a choice.
The veritable exchange of words, the glances, the actions, are not set by the scene. It is a decision.
Relationships are oatmeal. Not all the time does it have to be toleraged but it can become as boring as oatmeal. It is acceptance.
Our minds are set to avoid pain. Relationships will inflict pain, as said by Gibran, as we might have experienced.
A classic pain-avoiding experience is after owning a dog and the dog dies, is to decide never to have a dog again.
Thank the dog for sharing their life with you. Dog did not want to die. Another dog will love you.
It makes me smile to think that constant companionship with a human being can become intolerable. Humans talk and show things by their actions or lack thereof.
So I have a dog. I also seek pain relief.
Memories can be beautiful but are also unkind. Comparing is not an option because it is unfair. Even actions or efforts should not be compared, though we do, as we base it on experience.
Love is a feeling.
No. It is a decision.
Feelings change. But like a bowl of oatmeal, the feeling of knowing that it is good for you will make you eat oatmeal daily.
Love is pain relief. It is a shelter. For sure, there will be hurting moment coz we are human, and that makes us alive.
Shakespeare was always in love.
Real love is not a book.
As we write down the chapters of our lives, it has those we are bound to as family, as there was a decision, and those we decide to be our friends and to love.
Who writes our book? Not only us.
Happiness is a choice.
From desperate to disgusted, from obsessed to jilted. Love is a scam?
It is the precedent.
Love is a feeling. "I love you."
Love is a decision. "Always."
Love is pain tolerated. "It's ok."
Pain relief. "Break up"
Pain relief. "Stay"
Due to the emoticons of our being human, we have feelings.
Pain relief. And when we have no pain, be it emotionally or physically, just keep dancing to the music of life.
