Love, the four-letter word with several components is a concept, so simple to explain yet complex to understand.
Sure there is hope after your heart has been broken by someone you Love dearly.
In some ways, you can experience the feelings of bliss and joy, but on other occasions, it can leave you feeling downcast.
I recall a conversation I had about love and how a culprit could make me lose myself just so that he can be loved.
People would advise against such experience stating that it could make you do foolish things.
How is it that this feeling called “love” can make you be compared to a fool?
That isn’t attractive by any means.
Need it be said that I didn’t entertain the idea to fall in love due to past scary stories that of persons who did crazy things all for love.
These misguided experiences made me scared of getting into such emotional commitment.
After years of staying by the sides and watching others experience the happiness of being in love, I finally decided to give it a try but made sure that I kept my feelings in check.
I told myself that he needed to love me more than I loved him and such pre-conceived notion prevented me from experiencing any tensed up thoughts if the relationship fell short of my standards.
Then, as the days went by, I got swept off my feet by the sweet feelings of love that my emotional guards were let down, but these feelings of being on cloud nine were desirable that I moved with the flow.
I discovered that being without boundaries and not being scared of a heartbreak was not that bad, until when it finally happened.
The BIG BREAK-UP!
The once shared “love” ended, leaving me in a painful state.
I felt like I had been infected with the heartbreak syndrome.
My thought for the days that passed by was “LOVE SUCKS!” It didn’t take too long before quickly reverting to the lessons learned from my youth.
While I felt depressed, the feelings of anger sprang up because I always had the sense of high self-esteem & self-worth but unknown to me, I had slipped into low self-esteem & lacked self-love.
I gradually started putting myself back together again after that brief horrible phase of my life by taking some time to reflect on my inner self soberly.
Self-love is the first love!
A sage of influence once said “You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.”
I hence came to a point in life where I loved me for me.
I started been grateful for my appearance, my style, and my imperfections.
I also learned to take out time to pamper myself to the fullest and that felt pretty awesome!
Another person of influence once said that “Self-love is not selfish. You cannot truly love another until you know how to love yourself.”
I thought about the past situation and came to the conclusion that love does not suck at all.
Love, in fact, was not the villain. Ernest Hemingway couldn’t have said any better when he said it is
“Better to lost and loved than never to have loved at all.”